Six fours make ninety eight

You're not gonna get it

I was told but I left it too late

You're not gonna get it

I changed all the numbers I left behind

You're not gonna get it

It was easy to change my stride - so what?



I know what you want but you're not gonna get it...



Sevens into fifty two

You're not gonna get it

I'll take fifty, you take two

You're not gonna get it

Don't look with those pleading eyes

You're not gonna get it

I might tell you - I might just lie - so what?