Lyrics:

Hi, it's okay
Look over the fence
There's things over there
That I know you don't know about yet
Listen
I'm so defensive, there are things over there that I do not know about, yeah
I'm so defensive, I get caught up in the modern day, the fishing net that's pulling at my feet
I'm so defensive, I got bongos thumping in my chest and something tells me they don't beat for me
And I'm so defensive, I got egg shells on my doorstep and I don't give second chances easily
I got long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
Got that long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
You got short hair, short beard, nothin' feels better
Than me and you and me and me
I'm so defensive, I got boobies on my booty
I got feelings in my feelings, I got violets on my violence, yeah
I'm so defensive I got fire in my fire
I got whiskey in my shower, got my dancing feet on fleek
I got long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
Got that long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
You got short hair, short beard, nothin' feels better
Than me and you and me and me
I'm so defensive, I've got eggshells around me
I love romance, but I got eggshells around me
I'm on the fence and I got eggshells around me
Don't step on 'em, don't step on 'em
Don't step on 'em, don't step on me
Bo Diddley buy baby diamond ring
And if that diamond ring don't shine
He gonna take it to a private eye
If that private eye can't see
He'd better not take the ring from me
I got long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
Got that long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
You got short hair, short beard, nothin' feels better
Than me and you and me and me
I got long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
Got that long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
You got short hair, short beard, nothin' feels better
Than me and you and me and you
I got long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
Got that long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
You got short hair, short beard, nothin' feels better
Than me and you and me and you
I got long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
Got that long hair, long beard, turtleneck sweater
You got short hair, short beard, nothin' feels better
Than me and you and me and me
Take you right up into the galaxy on your galactic steed
With Sting
My friend Sting
Ride 'em, cowboy