Lyrics: Sinatra

I can't move her Obsessed with protection This is a bad idea She needs affection What, me? Drive around town forced to talk Pass that church again Where's a parking spot It's Sinatra's world She just lives here I hate everything as much as I hate me What's the best for me? She doesn't see me I don't care Just move around some and Fix your stare I had more fun Took half the time Cost three bucks, buy a magazine What's the best for me?