And I'm out and about like a girl who's on
Her way down to the bottom
No I don't have a problem with her,
But I have a problem with her

'Cause I see you go out, like she's made of stardust
Well I'm only made of stardust and waves,
Let me pull you under, come on and let
Me pull you under

I've got no problem saying I go out to get laid, got my eye
On a way of life, but I could pull you under,
Under,

If you weren't under her
Oh, oh whoa-oh

I could tap-dance on the top of her hourglass figure,
Yeah I know I'm a bit bigger but I don't have a problem
With her figure.
I've got a problem with the fabric she's hanging off it,
It's gonna catch,

Yeah on your chains and your rings, it's gonna catch,
Just like you caught her

No I don't have a problem with her
I have a problem with you