Scared

Ho ho ho Ho ho ho Look at me yeah But I don't look at you But that's the same Hm but never spoken Oh oh oh oh You think I'm hail We set you rude Your sweet are kid of bizarre Your sweet never come Down the road again Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm looking for some More then literary Come a bit closer We got nothing to hide Mine dosn't Something to ride Do it Well allright now Oh oh Oh (several times, like the guitar-solo) Sared