Oh, you've got a brand new way of life I do not like so
I'm packing my things and I'm running around, so
Sit on it, sit on it, sit on it
You, you got the kind of looks I just cannot take
Oh, the kind of steps that you were set
Well, I really, really long to break but
You must have something, you must have something
Sit on it, sit on it, sit on it.
You got me snitching and bitching everywhere
First I get the feeling and then I just can't feel it where it is
I can see you but I can't touch you
Move on up cos I can't feel you
Sit on it, sit on it, sit on it