Haven’t Got a Clue

(Right, what's up) [Verse 1] You haven't got a clue And you don't know what to do You used your money and your friends To try and trick me But you won't trick me As far as I can tell You've created your own hell And now you walk around this place Expecting pity [Chorus] Every time you throw a fit I can't decide If you're full of it And every time you state your case The more I want to punch your face I go doo doo doo, doo doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo [Verse 2] I still can't believe All your plastic surgeries And now it's everybody's problem That you're unhappy Oh, come on! [Chorus] Every time you state your case The more I'd like to punch your face Every time you state your case The more I want to punch your face And every time you state your case The more I want to punch your face I go doo doo doo, doo doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo