I want'cha in the wrong way
What’s tomorrow if you've got today
And if you subscribe to my way
You erase all this anyway
Out in the mountains and granola
Ah, there’s a little man lease-to-own ya

Hold out your hands
Oh, such little hands
Well, lie to your man
Stay wise to the plan

So drivin' makes no sense
’cause I don’t even have a license
We could walk and get as far
It just might take a little bit longer
And is your dealer on the corner
Just to give himself a boner

Hold out your hands
Stay wise to the plan

If what'cha got is what'cha need, hell
then I don’t wanna hear the rest
And if you ever had a thing to sell
Then you know what'cha got

Why would'ca care
If it’s everywhere
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I’m always alone
But how would you know

I fall down the shaft
Nothing to grab onto
Pull me up
Just like long ago
But how would you know
How would you know

So ya need me for the wrong things
Now you’ve got yourself
a bird that sings
And ya left me for your owner
Out in the mountains and granola

Hold out your hands
Oh such little hands

If what'cha got is what'cha need, hell
Then I don’t wanna hear the rest
And if you ever had a thing to sell
Then get rid of the lie

If what'cha got is what'cha need, hell
Then I don’t wanna hear the rest
And everybody’s got a thing to sell
Don’t need what'cha got