Crash Test Dummies
playing dead
I know that you don't love me
I know you hate my guts
I know the nasty things you say
About me, to those sluts
Well, maybe I'm a weasel
Maybe I'm a liar
Maybe I'm a skinny punk
Who couldn't change a tire
I'm laying down
I'm playing dead
I ain't fetchin' no stick
No way, baby
I've always been this pasty
I've always been this shape
I'm just a teensy-weensy thing
Passed on by itsy-bitsy apes
I'm laying down
I'm playing dead
I ain't fetchin' no stick
No way, baby
You know that you could train me
You know I'd sit and beg
But you think I'm just a dirty dog
That tried to hump that pretty leg
I'm laying down
I'm playing dead
I ain't fetchin' no stick
No way, baby
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- Jingle All the Way
- Give Yourself A Hand
- God Shuffled His Feet
- Miscellaneous
- The Ghosts That Haunt Me
- Oooh La La
- Non-Album Releases
- He Liked to Feel It
- KBCO Studio C, Volume 1
- KBCO Studio C, Volume 7: Retrospective
- Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
- Upfront! Canadians Live From Mountain Stage
- The Album Network Tuneup In-Store Play Edition 4
- The Best of Mountain Stage, Volume 3
- The Best of Crash Test Dummies
- On the Mountain
- On the Edge
- Oh What a Feeling
- Live U.S.A.
- Ten Dollar DJ - Canada Day