I can smell the change that's on your handsnPacking up your philips head and honey bearnBrandy danced for you and all your friendsnLast night you think you might have left your money therennGood morning now your keys are gonenAnd the thundercats are onnThe paper's here, it says it's over; kiss your momnnYou can't hit a nail straight when you're laughingnnCrystal was an unsuccessful blondenHasn't been to bed now for a week or twonnOrganizing closets until dawnnIt's lovely how she's always finding things to donnNow Scotty's knife is in your handnAnd your contact's in the sandnYou're hallucinating in the heatnnYou can't hit a nail straight when you're laughingnnNinety-seven stitches and a castnSixty absent days but what you gonna donThought you said those breaks of yours would lastnNow go before somebody drops a house on younnJordan got so madnHe threw his hammer at your headnSent you home and said he'd pick you up at fivennYou can't hit a nail straight when you're laughingnnKeep on playing maybe it'll happen dearnI can' believe the doctor said he'd leave those bb's in your headnBut I think he said he thought you shouldn't drivenSo call us if you make it there alive