Oh, yeah! Alright! Break it up! Team on the village, we're singing the blues Encounters meaning with another man Lit up with smoke and instant taco In the back of his hand Smack! She started singing, started losing her mind But he was kicking back and playing it cool Signed a walk of paper, stood up, locked his teeth In Kalamazoo A big fire's out there And now we're gonna ride for free Reach your heart out soon And see who it be One, two, baby, what you do? Three, four, let me show you the door You're better off dead than making a mess of me Five, six, yeah, last six Seven, eight, I'm gonna get it to you straight You're better off dead than making a mess of me Now Billy Boy's not having a ball He's playing fiddle at the local bar Now, now, she's cool Cause she's out here with her lover Sleek daddy with his fancy car He sees a lot of other daddy in line He's from the south, so how did he ever fit in the line? A big fire's out there And now we're gonna ride for free Reach your heart out soon And see who it be One, two, baby, what you do? Three, four, let me show you the door You're better off dead than making a mess of me Five, six, yeah, last six Seven, eight, I'm gonna get it to you straight You're better off dead than making a mess of me So trouble keeps knocking But Billy keeps rocking Like this And I don't mean to sound like a rockstar But I'm not a rockstar A big fire's up there And now we're gonna ride for free Take your big time I'll take your room Nothing to me, nothing to me, nothing to me One, two, baby, what you do? Three, four, let me show you the door You're better off dead than making a mess of me Five, six, yeah, last six Seven, eight, I'm gonna get it to you straight You're better off dead than making a mess of me One, two, baby, what you do? You're better off dead than making a mess of me Five, six, yeah, last six You're better off dead than making a mess of, mess of, mess of me Make a mess of me and I'll be the best mess you ever made, baby