YOU FREAK ME OUT

You hate me when I'm always watching videos.
Eleven thirty and you just can't sleep.
You think whatever am I playing on my stereo
It's so pathetic that it makes you weep.

And the beat goes on when i get back home,
And I run straight past you to the telephone,
And my feet don't fit in your sensible shoes,
And you just wont quit till you kill my groove,

Whooo, it freaks me out.
I've got to scream, I've got to shout.
Whoo, it freaks me out.
Like halloween, I have no doubt.

I think you're wierd, it's written on your resume.
You say im stupid,your my best friend too.
And if I smile, you think I'm doing it to get my way,
And if I dont, I've got an attitude.

And the beat goes on when I get back home,
And I run straight past you to the telephone.
And my feet dont fit in your sensible shoes.
But you just won't quit till you kill my groove.

Whooo, it freaks me out.
I've got to scream, I've got to shout.
Whoo, it freaks me out.
Like halloween, I have no doubt.

Whooo, it freaks me out.
I've got to scream, I've got to shout.
Whoo, it freaks me out.
Like halloween, I have no doubt.

Whooo, it freaks me out.
I've got to scream, I've got to shout.
Whoo, it freaks me out.
Like halloween, I have no doubt.

Whooo, it freaks me out.
I've got to scream, I've got to shout.
Whoo, it freaks me out.
Like halloween, I have no doubt.