Wake up
Put on my makeup
And pick the rake up
And rake my hair
And I think, maybe
But I don't know
But I'm starting to feel like
I got a brain problem
Situation on my hands
I think, maybe
But I don't know
But I'm starting to feel like
I got a brain problem
Situation on my hands
I think, maybe
But I don't know
But I'm starting to feel like
I got a brain problem
Situation on my hands
On my hands
I'm looking down
And I can see what I got
On my hands
Is a brain problem situation
Twenty-nine inches
Of snow on the top
Of the situation on the brain
And the scraper I buried
Somewhere in the
Springtime will emerge
And I think, maybe
But I don't know
But I'm starting to feel like
I got a brain problem
Situation on my hands
I think, maybe
But I don't know
But I'm starting to feel like
I got a brain problem
Situation in the bag
In the bag, in the paper bag
Is the source of the call
It was traced
To the paper bag
Yes, the call has been traced
To the bag
Stand up
And put our hand up
And with our eyes closed
We touch our nose
And the cop tells us
But we don't know
But we're starting to feel like
We got a brain problem
Situation on our hands
We think, officer
But we don't know
But we're starting to feel like
We got a brain problem
Situation on our hands
On our hands
On our hands
In the drunk tank
We're in the drunk tank
We're in the drunk tank
All by ourselves
And I think, maybe
But I don't know
But I'm starting to feel like
I got a brain problem
Situation on my hands
I think, maybe
But I don't know
But I'm starting to feel like
I got a brain problem
Situation on my hands
On my hands