Whizz Kid

Oh, darling, don't shy away
I never meant such a vile display
It's just that everything I try to say
Somehow comes out crazy

Oh, mister, why you tie me down
When I feel my head begin to pound
It's just that everything I seem to feel
Seems to feel so hazy

Oh, yeah

Don't scoff as I approach your door
Well, my permit's for a week or more
And I know I'm such a dreadful bore
When I'm oh this lazy
But just catch me in a week or two
When I'm just amazing

All right