Ball Cap

I like the tree tops 'Cause they're reaching just like me And I'm tied up in knots like The brambles and the weeds I am the rooster In the morning You can hear me, cock-a-doodling I like the people Standing on the streets 'Cause they are dumb faced, Dumb faced just like me They're asking, "What we supposed to do? We got our left foot in our right shoe" Oh, what to do, yeah? Oh, yeah I wear my ball cap To hide my big eyes And you wear your black dress To hide your big thighs Oh, baby, baby, I'll lose my ball cap Well, only if you Expose your loose fat Oh don't you know that beauty Is only skin deep Well, baby, baby, Come on and skin me I like the biggins' Only 'cause they make me look real thin, yeah I like the tree tops 'Cause they're reaching just like me I'm tied up in knots Like the brambles and the weeds I am the rooster In the morning You can hear me cock-a-doodling Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh --- Ball Cap - Mother Mother