Bernadette Larson - You Freak Me Out Lyrics
You hate the way I'm always watching videos11:30 and you just can't sleepYou think whatever I've got playing on my stereoIs so pathetic that it makes you weepAnd the beat goes on when I get back homeAnd I run straight past ya to the telephoneAnd my feet don't fit in your sensible shoesBut you just won't quit 'till you've killed my groove-Chorus-And woo, it freaks me outI've got to scream, I've got to shoutWoo, it freaks me outLike Halloween, I've got no doubtI think you're weird it's written on your resuméYou say I'm stupid and my best friend tooAnd if I smile you think I'm doing it to get my wayAnd if I don't I've got an attitudeAnd the beat goes on when I get back homeAnd I run straight past ya to the telephoneAnd my feet don't fit in your sensible shoesBut you just won't quit 'till you've killed my groove-Chorus-And woo, it freaks me outI've got to scream, I've got to shoutWoo, it freaks me outLike Halloween, I've got no doubt(repeat x3)