Not a step out of line
Your dance, your prance, your swagger
Perfection based upon your moves
This made me want to pull that trigger

Your tune
They fall to the floor from that tick
Tock-tick, tock tick
Man you make me sick

Walking past me like I don't exist
Just giving me the blues
Of course it's always you they choose
So I blew you away
Bye-bye
Over and out

Mr Goody 2 Shoes
(ha!)

JJB