The Wombats - Bee-Sting lyrics
[The Wombats - Bee-Sting lyrics]
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