Maniac
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
Boy don't tempt me with a good time
Cause I ain't showing you what's yours until you know what's mine
I'm not Madonna, babe
This ain't my first time
What's hid in night gonna be revealed in morning sunshine
Boy this ain't like me
You're Mr. Krueger way you're turning up in all my dreams
Don't mean offense but to be honest it's embarrassing
Ain't in my nature but tonight you got me looking like a
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
Boy I've been trying but I ain't slick
Been clocking you around every corner
Call it tick, tick
Don't need a check-up
You the one I wanna mate with
Tell me your secrets and I promise that I won't snitch
Boy let's get it started
I'll do the dishes if you clean my carpet
Always a discount shopping at my market
Did the impossible tonight you got me looking like a
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
Wait, I know this some new territory
I know my body on fire, no crematory
I also know that if you want it then you better hurry
Dede, Dexter, this love is not a laboratory
You not Gabby Douglas
Flip flopping on your stories like your name Columbus
Lewis and Clark but you left your compass
Ain't Sacagawea, I ain't your Pocahantas
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
Boy don't tempt me with a good time
Cause I ain't showing you what's yours until you know what's mine
I'm not Madonna, babe
This ain't my first time
What's hid in night gonna be revealed in morning sunshine
Boy this ain't like me
You're Mr. Krueger way you're turning up in all my dreams
Don't mean offense but to be honest it's embarrassing
Ain't in my nature but tonight you got me looking like a
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
Boy I've been trying but I ain't slick
Been clocking you around every corner
Call it tick, tick
Don't need a check-up
You the one I wanna mate with
Tell me your secrets and I promise that I won't snitch
Boy let's get it started
I'll do the dishes if you clean my carpet
Always a discount shopping at my market
Did the impossible tonight you got me looking like a
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
Wait, I know this some new territory
I know my body on fire, no crematory
I also know that if you want it then you better hurry
Dede, Dexter, this love is not a laboratory
You not Gabby Douglas
Flip flopping on your stories like your name Columbus
Lewis and Clark but you left your compass
Ain't Sacagawea, I ain't your Pocahantas
Got me looking like a maniac
Got me all spread out like a jumping jack
Sweaty face, quick pace
Like I'm running track
Babe Ruth, can ya hit me with ya baseball bat
Don't know what to do
And I can't find the words
Time to make your move
If you don't, this'll never work
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Writer(s): Cameron Brown
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