It's Like It Always Rains When I Run My Brain
The Chitter Chatters Got Me Shattered And I Feel Like I'm Scattered Now
I'm Battered Knocked Down To The Concrete
Because I'm Cruising Past That Parking Lot On 17th Street
That's Where Me And My Girl Locked In A Backseat Bliss
I Can't Believe That All This Bullshit Started Up With A Kiss
It's Like All Of My Dreams They Turn Into A Lie
And Now I'm Feeling Like I'm Sitting On The Edge Of A Knife

Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
I Wanna Tell Her That I Love Her But I Don't All The Time
Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
It's Got Me Drinking And I'm Thinking As I Drive Through The Light
Starin Out Through The Windshield Wipers
Then It Hits Me Like A Shot From A Sniper

Chorus
Judy That Baby Ain't Got My Eyes
I Wonder Whose Eyes They Is Yea
Judy That Baby Ain't Got My Smile
I Wonder Whose Smile That Is Yea

Should Have Been Foolproof But I'm The Fool With The Proof
It's Just An Urban Legend If Ya Think That You'll Be Happy
The Truth Is That La Vida Loca Was All About You Creepy Sneakin
Ya Ya You Got Me Tweakin Yo
You Got The Luscious Johnson You Got The Magic Bone
Now You Don't Get No Money Like The Lawyer Said On The Phone
I Come To Ransack Your Shack Your Suburb Your Cadillac
Full Custody I Take It All Back

Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
I Wanna Tell Her That I Love Her But I Don't All The Time
Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
I Got The Feeling That I'm Living At The Scene Of A Crime
Starin Out Through The Windshield Wipers
Then It Hits Me Like A Shot From A Sniper

Repeat Chorus

It's No Use
It's No Use

Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
I Wanna Tell Her That I Love Her But I Don't All The Time
Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
I Got The Feeling Like I'm Livin At The Scene Of A Crime
Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
I Could Have Sworn That I Was Trippin It Was Such A Surprise
Wo Now Wo Hey Wo Say Wo
And Now My Grip Is Kinda Slippin While My Little One Cries

Starin Out Through The Windshield Wipers
Then It Hits Me Like A Shot From A Sniper

Repeat Chorus
Judy That Baby Ain't Got My Eyes
I Wonder Whose Eyes They Is Yea
Judy That Baby Ain't Got My Smile
I Wonder Whose Smile That Is Yea

Judy That Baby Ain't Got My Style
I Wonder Whose Style That Is Yea
Judy That Baby Just Ain't My Child
I Wonder Whose Child That Is
I Know It Ain't Mine
It Must Be His It Must Be His