I heard a hole in the silencenI saw a crack in the plan, but I got lazy waysnYou're not a private detective nTake off your telephone shoesnMy thought's going out of phasenAnd these are better daysnnStill, it seems funnynSticking like honeynWrote my own articlenNow I'm hummingnnShe takes pictures nThrough my lazy eyesnAnd I'm dreamingnGirl, it's your moneynnWhen we're alone, and out drivingnOurselves around all the bendsnShe's got crazy waysnAnd I'm all woonnDon't know what you wantnDon't know what you wantnNo, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come onnnDon't know what you wantnDon't know what you wantnNo, I'm not a mind reader, babynnI got addictive dependentnI got a cold change of heartnBut I got lazy waysnWe're all woonnDon't know what you wantnDon't know what you wantnNo, I'm not a mind reader, baby, come onnnDon't know what you wantnDon't know what you wantnNo, I'm not a mind readernMind readernMind reader, baby, come on