Fuckin' With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock) Songtext / Lyric

I ain't got no inclination

Give away my sweet sensation

Sleepin' in an old tool shed

Scumbag cryin' on his pillow



When you wanna be with me then we will see

Who's fuckin' with my head

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Fuckin' with my head

Hey, hey, hey, hey



Found myself in New Orleans

With a scarecrow in my jeans

Feed my forehead through the ceilin'

Drank my coffee with a hubcap, yeah



When you want to be with me then we will see

Who's fuckin' with my head

No, no, no, no

Fuckin' with my head

Hey, hey, hey, hey






Devil's got pantyhose on his head

Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got's cornbread

Well, you turn my body into a crutch

And now I'm limpin' all over when I feel your touch, oh yeah



Float out on my checkout boot

Runnin' wild on the bayou

Now talkin' on a walkie-talkie

Credit card glued to my hand, feels good



When you wanna be with me then we will see

Who's fuckin' with my head

Hey, hey, hey, hey

No, no, no, no

Fuckin' with my head



Make me feel like an asshole

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