Joan Jett And The Blackhearts - TMI Lyrics
Don't wanna hear about your workoutOr How You Hate your MomI don't need to steal your secretsI think you're kinda creepyDon't need to know just what you're up toWho you eat or what you screwDon't care about your situationAnd how you Join the conversationYou Join the conversationYou Join the conversationYou put it all out thereYou set boundaries where?You don't mind being bareYou say, A boundary - what?Tmi, TmiToo Much InfoTmiTmi, TmiToo Much InfoTmiDon't you realize who you're talking to?Every *****er in the world!You don't want any sense of privacyDon't care about your dignityDon't care about your dignityNot about your dignityThey're all the rumors, like tumorsThey Grow and they're meanYou make a fashion of passionIt's all just a schemeTmi, TmiIt's Too much infoTmiTmi, TmiToo much infoTmiYou're all the rumors, like tumorsThey grow and they're meanYou make a fashion of passionDestroying our dreamsTmi, TmiIt's too much infoTmiTmi, TmiToo much infoTmiTmi, TmiIt's too much infoTmiTmi, TmiToo much infoTmi
