My room's a mess and I don't care I'm tired of uh sitting at my desk You can't bother me Yeah, I'm far far away I got to get away to the Catalina Wine Mixer You can't ruin my day You can't tell me what to do And you cannot make me think that I love you Shoot it in your arm, you can't hurt me Outta my way to Catalina I'm not going to read your books My tank's full of squid, it's getting light And you whores, you can't make me want I got all the fish I need on the deck of my boat You can't break my heart when I'm here Long swim home for your cute little I'll steal some gas And fix my motor Turn on my Beatles tape And get you out of my head Ahh yeah, here I am, far away from you The only fish that I smell is on the deck of my boat You know I really want to go But I can't The reason's scotch tape Looks like I'm stuck here But I'll steal some gas Fix my motor Check out some M.O.D. And get you out of my head Get you out of my head