Rumor has it that been a job botched That the ball's dropped by hands made of blocks Blame bounces back and forth a shuttlecock But give it back to me and it ill got
Oh no, you be mistaken I abhor your but there will be no confessions from me My are locked like vaults Well you can call me San but it's not my fault
I the rumor had a rendezvous Well, yes, it came on by my place but it passed right I've made mistake before, yes, I must be I saw you drop the ball like at New Year's, Times
Where did the buck stop, it took a like Argonauts, fled like Hugonots Across the sea to Canada thrown like hot And it in the hands of the nappy head
I to my defense, counsel approach the bench Relaxed in the past but I'm in the present by my diction, my conviction Appeals to the fabrication of the
Never a lie, well maybe just a little one But if you want to the finger, here's the middle one I the puck like Lindros pass the puck Paparazzi want to drag me the muck, what the?
I don't think so, I'll sing so you get the I solemnly on a stack a scriptures was written and I'm just an actor Try to pull through all the bull a tractor
Attractive as a but I'm sorry Have to find fault with the that came before me I checked it, it was wrecked when I arrived But you them an inch they'll take a light year