Objection (Tango) [Afro-Punk Version]

It's not her fault that she's so irresistible

But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable

Every twenty seconds, you repeat her name

But when it comes to me, you don't care

Next to her cheap silicon, I look minimal

That's why in front of your eyes, I'm invisible

You gotta know small things also count

You better put your feet on the ground

And see what it's about so

Objection, I don't wanna be the exception

To get a bit of your attention

I love you for free, and I'm not your mother

But you don't even bother

Objection, I'm tired of this triangle

I got dizzy dancin' the tango

I'm falling apart in your hands again

No way, I've got to get away

I wish there was a chance for you and me

I wish you couldn't find a place to be

Away from here

This is pathetic and sardonic

It's sadistic and psychotic

Tango is not for three

Was never meant to be

But you can try it, rehearse it

Or train like a horse

But don't you count on me

Oh, don't you count on me, boy

Objection, I don't wanna be the exception

To get a bit of your attention

I love you for free, and I'm not your mother

But you don't even bother

Objection, I'm tired of this triangle

I got dizzy dancin' the tango

I'm falling apart in your hands again

No way, I've got to get away

Get away

Get away, ay, ay, ay

Get away

Oh, I'm falling apart in your hands again

No way

Oh, I'm falling apart in your hands again

No way, I've got to get away