Woorden: Wheatus. Hand Over Your Loved Ones. The Deck.

She stands on the deck hear
To watch all the landslides
She's waiting for myrtle
Can't wait 'til she drives by

She's focused on football
Making her plants grow
You'd think he'd have noticed
Become what she needs

Not today, not today
She says go away
Go away, go away
She says keep it all inside

Not today, not today
She says go away
Go away, go away
She says keep it all inside

I'll marry a nice man
And move out to north port
And sell my camera
To live in a white house

And have my TWA Corbie's
And make up some cut lips
I'll live in a white house
I am Susie brown

Not today, not today
She says go away
Go away, go away
She says keep it all inside

Not today, not today
She says go away
Go away, go away
She says keep it all inside

Nahoohoo, nahoohoo
Nahoohoo, nahoohoo

Now I'm not a DJ
I play one in real life
You've heard all my records
The hits cut like steak knives

Role out the red carpet
Like leaves through the winter
Now I'm not a DJ
I'd sure like to be

Not today, not today
She says go away
Go away, go away
She says keep it all inside

Not today, not today
She says go away
Go away, go away
She says keep it all inside

Nahoohoo, nahoohoo
Nahoohoo, nahoohoo
Nahoohoo, nahoohoo
Nahoohoo, nahoohoo