Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah I don't know a damn thing about you But I'm coming through to infect your stereo I've been waiting here to give you a message I've been waiting inside here to get your attention, yeah I see you making eyes You make them almost as poorly as I make excuses I've got a guarantee and twenty thousand uses A life time warranty and twenty thousand uses, yeah Relax, 'cause you're turning me on You've got me in your room Between your printed sheets and your Tori Amos poster It's okay 'cause I think I've done this before It's okay honey, I've done this before, yeah Relax, 'cause you're turning me on