By courtesy of your mother
Put your good foot forward
Well the bells ring out for the crimes of the century
Can you sting me
Yeah, but can you sting me
In the face of your judge and jury
When all I want from you is to sting me
Living ain't so easy
Look at what money can buy
I've got nothing up my sleeve
I got one question
Tell me what you're seeing
Can you sting me
Except a heart and a chip on my shoulder
Can you sting me
Yeah, you touch me just like murder
You nave the nerve to say not guilty
What new things can you show me today
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Right to my rotten bones
Now's the time to shine
What is a wasp without her sting?
The signs reads welcome to the valley of discovery
Sons and daughters better open your eyes
The train left the station
I believe it's subjective
Can you sting me
Can you sting me
No need for heroics I just want you to show it
You still act so aloof
Can you sting me
Songwriters: Christopher Mar Robinson, Rich S. Robinson
Right to my rotten bones
Your independence is a half ass deliverance
Well regardless of the truth
I don't want to sound bitter
If you feel like a riot, then don't you deny it
The recognition of the same old condition
It's everyone's sacrifice
But can you sting me
Well believe you me
Can you sting me
Come on my sweet little thing
This submission is a tired tradition
Can you sting me
Can you sting me
Yes I'm young and don't like getting older
Publisher: WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP
Your symptoms showing through