Hand out, collecting your dollar change
Keep it to yourself
Toe tapping, making this body wait
Like you was someone else
But you tell lies, don't ya babe?
Half-hearted good-for-nothing
Old paperback news
No fun destroying something
With so much to lose
But you tell lies, oh you tell lies
Look fast, you're blowing up honey
Yeah you're quite the name
Six million can't be wrong
If they all look the same
You're wearing numbers
But a house is not a home
You bought fall in summer
Think you got there on your own
But you tell lies, you tell lies
Look fast, you're blowing up honey
Yeah you're quite the name
Six million can't be wrong
If they all look the same
But you tell lies, oh you tell lies
Don't ya babe