Get Off My Back

Well, you're outside looking in, poking your finger at me And you know that's a really good way to lose that thing But I'm not gonna bite this time 'Cause I know that you think you're right But the facts of the case indicate that you're outta line You're a chronic pest, you don't know what you're talking about But you cause such a horrible stink when you open your mouth And you couldn't be any more wrong And you're not gonna last too long If you don't wise up, 'cause you're just about to get the gong Oh wha-ah oh Oh wha-ah oh Get off my back Oh wha-ah oh (One two three four!) Well, you're outside looking in, planning on picking a fight But the sign on your neck says, "No feeding the parasite" So I guess that it's fine with me I'll tick a lock and toss away the key But don't call me up when your cat gets stuck in a tree Oh wha-ah oh Oh wha-ah oh Get off my back Oh wha-ah oh Get off my back Oh wha-ah oh Get off my back Oh wha-ah oh Oh wha-ah oh Oh wha-ah oh Get off my back Oh wha-ah oh Get off my back Oh wha-ah oh Get off my back Oh wha-ah oh