Line those sharks up, and I shot them dead
Not for sale, oh I am not for sale
I lined those sharks up
And I shot them all dead
I'm not for sale, oh I am not for sale
Your heart is stopping for something
Your heart is stomping for something
Your heart is stopping for something
Your heart is stomping for something
Drive down wind and hope no one can tell
All the fear under your shell
Do you wish that you had treated me well?
Do you wish that you had treated me well?
Your heart is stopping for something
Your heart is stomping for something
Your heart is stopping for something
Your heart is stomping for something
You've got nothing for nothing
You've got nothing for nothing
You got nothing for nothing
You got nothing for nothing
Your heart is stopping for something
Your heart is stomping for something
Your heart is stopping for something
Your heart is stomping for something
Stomping for something
Stomping for something
I gave my only fin up to swim