Oh, my god Your silver teeth Your lemon leaf and Cold suburban eyes There you stand At the register picking up your tush And laying it on my big red head You've got me locked 'Cause you know what I like You've got me locked 'Cause you know what I like ♪ Listen How long could it be to make a change? When everyone how-how, is on the fence, and listening ♪ I wanna save that for another day I am not sentimental I am not sentimental I wanna save that for another day I am not sentimental I am not sentimental I wanna save that for another day I am not sentimental I am not sentimental I wanna save that for another day I am not sentimental I am not sentimental ♪ Mama, you're not here No one's here, no more I will not wipe your tears