Too Many Questions

Intro: I rode around on a scootex with eyeliner spots painted on my face tried to figure who wrote their name in the cement it was more about the process than the result and in an instant best forgotten, we went from ripe to rotten. I found a twenty in my wallet and walked away to find a boy who to treat me right hold me tight, all night and not ask me too many questions. you ask me too many questions Well I remember the penguin march in Whipsnade zoo and you we're there too I put worms in the neighbours' sunbed ..... and blamed it on you and in an instant best forgotten, we went from ripe to rotten. I found a stick of gum in my pocket and walked away to find a boy who to treat me right hold me tight, all night and not ask me too many questions. you ask me too many questions like “why do you do the things you are doing and what are thinking of when you are doing them? what do you mean when you say what you’re saying and what do you think about meeeee eeeee?” i think you ask too many questions. you ask me too many questions.