I ended the book I'm writing
The part about you I'm tearing it out
A simple denie to stop fighting

There's nothing there to even read about
I'm leaving you here my darling
To search for a better and easy way out

You were all the pain that I'm causing
There's nothing there to even sing about
But it goes

Ba, ba, ba, ba ba ba ba
Eyeti eyeti eyeti ra ba ba ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba ba ba ba

Eyeti eyeti eyeti ra ba ba ba ba
Recorded Italion Radio
Changed up the words to make ya happy tho though

In front of the midnight music show
Obitop Obitop the boy that made ya happy though a rup bup a bot yeah
I don't the judge the things that you want me to be

They outway the ones that make me happy
So put out your hands and meet my, my fine new lady
She's rock'n'roll and she'll save me

It goes
Ba, ba, ba, ba ba ba ba
Eyeti eyeti eyeti ra ba ba ba ba

Ba, ba, ba ba ba ba
Eyeti eyeti eyeti ra ba ba ba ba Yeah-ea-e-eah