I ain't got no inclination
Give away my sweet sensation
Sleeping' in an old tool shed

Scumbag crying' on his pillow

[Backing vocals:] Ooh...

When you wanna be with me then we will see
Who's f-in' with my head
Hey hey hey hey

F-in' with my head
Hey hey hey hey


Found myself in New Orleans
With a scarecrow in my jeans
Feed my forehead through the ceiling'

Drank my coffee with a hubcap
Yeah


[Backing vocals:] Ooh...
When you want to be with me then we will see
Who's f-in' with my head

No no no no
F-in' with my head
Hey hey hey hey


Devil's got your pantyhose on his head
Oh yeah, and he's robbing' me

But all I got's is cornbread
Well, you turn my body into a crutch
And now I'm limping' all over

When I feel your touch
Oh yeah


Ooh...
Ooh...


Put on my jack-eyed boots
Running' wild on the bayou
Now I'm talking' on a walkie-talkie

Credit card glued to my hand
Feels good


[Backing vocals:] Ooh...
When you wanna be with me then we will see
Who's f-in' with my head

Hey hey hey hey
No no no no
F-in' with my head

Make me feel like an $$#hole
I ain't got no soul
I ain't got no soul

No no no no
No no no no
No no no no

No no no no