That's What I Said (The NYC Remix By Adrock and Mike D)

Won't be misquoted in my own bed That's what I said, that's what I said You missed the loophole in my head That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said If a nice girl sings about heart attacks Will people listen or turn their backs? 'Cause sugar-coating is bittersweet Do people just want to move their feet? Puffy clouds or puffy eyes Don't know which will make me wise Ridiculously analyzed Damn, they move slow, that's no surprise That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said Now everyday, you pack a bow Think about the words you know Drag good people into holes Your expertise runs madly low Critically, you ridicule One who'd kick your ass in pool But technically, you're just a tool You point out things like your own school That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said Here we go, here we go, here we go right now Here we go, here we go, here we go right now Have a daisy, have a rose You dignifiedly pick your nose Then wipe it on the girls whose pose You'd like to hose and expose Long and lazy, tough and lean They call you out as the king of mean You bite the hand of the too serene I'll bet the king of mean's no sex machine Typically, you're topical You like the dance of push and pull You think that everyone's a fool But you're bananas and then a bully That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said That's what I said, that's what I said That's what what what, that's what I said That's what what what, that's what I said That's what what what, that's what I said That's what what what, that's what I said If you don't care 'bout what I said You don't care 'bout what's in my head You think I might as well be dead Then how'd we end up back in bed?