The Wombats - Bee-Sting lyrics

[The Wombats - Bee-Sting lyrics]

Jumping like a dog on Prozac
And fishing with dynamite
I thought that I was in the green
But it turns red every time

You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I ought to be
Oh put your best dress on
Better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back

Hit by a lightning bolt
Now there's tire marks on the street
I think I quite like this tune
But couldn't you find a bigger beat

You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
Put your best dress on, better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back
I'm not coming back



I don't know where I fit anymore
I snapped the key when I
Tried to lock the door
The canyons are up in flame
And England's misspelt my name
I don't know where I fit anymore

You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
Oh put your best dress on
Better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming
You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
Oh put your best dress on
Better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back
I'm not coming back i'm not coming back
I'm not coming back

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