The Negotiator
She walks on the set, she hasn't done this yet
Still smell the cheap grease on her fingers
Sometimes the names change but the plot's the same
She's alone in the crack of her mirror
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It's not like you're in to kill a mockingbird
A stiff upper lip or whatever they say
First notch in the armor then you'll be on your way, hey
These are the words of the negotiator
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
My 17th year of sobriety
And my 16th year on the set
I left suburban Minnesota for a place on Canoga
And dead stock VHS
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It ain't like you're in to kill a mockingbird
A stiff upper lip or whatever they say
First notch in the armor then you'll be on your way, hey
These are the words of the negotiator
Da-da-da-da-da-da (woo!)
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It's not like you're in to kill a mockingbird
A stiff upper lip or whatever they say
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It's not like you're in to kill a mockingbird
Just take it on the chin or whatever they say
Collect a thousand dollars and be on your way
These are the words of the negotiator
Still smell the cheap grease on her fingers
Sometimes the names change but the plot's the same
She's alone in the crack of her mirror
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It's not like you're in to kill a mockingbird
A stiff upper lip or whatever they say
First notch in the armor then you'll be on your way, hey
These are the words of the negotiator
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
My 17th year of sobriety
And my 16th year on the set
I left suburban Minnesota for a place on Canoga
And dead stock VHS
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It ain't like you're in to kill a mockingbird
A stiff upper lip or whatever they say
First notch in the armor then you'll be on your way, hey
These are the words of the negotiator
Da-da-da-da-da-da (woo!)
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It's not like you're in to kill a mockingbird
A stiff upper lip or whatever they say
Whoa-oh, hush little baby, don't say a word
It's not like you're in to kill a mockingbird
Just take it on the chin or whatever they say
Collect a thousand dollars and be on your way
These are the words of the negotiator
Credits
Writer(s): Butch Walker, Morgan Kirby
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