Scared

I am not suave I am not bare
There’s seven pair of pants and stuff in my hair
Are you scared of me sitting under the tree
I strike a striking pose while I’m wiping my nose
You say not to leave I don’t see why I should
But I end up doing it 'cause I know that I could
Are you scared of me sitting under the tree
I strike a striking pose when I’m wiping my nose
There’s a fever pitch brewing in the club
There’s a deck of cards sitting in a tub
I’m wearing #5 dresser drawers
Burning up but not on the dance floor
'Cause the people are screaming for more
And the singers so lovely talking about war
I am not suave you are a bear
12 feet tall with balding hair
Are you scared of me sitting under the tree
I strike a striking pose while I’m wiping my nose