Sheer Mag Turn It Up
Right down to the laces
You got me pegged
At least that's what you think
If you mind your own business I'll pay you no mind
But don't ask forgiveness
Baby don't waste my time
Before you get smart
Listen to me
Now I got a bone to pick
Cuz I hear you snicker behind my back
Keep it to yourself
We'll see who gets the last laugh
Oh I gotta go now
Down to the end of the bar where the music's loud
Won't you do me a favour turn it up
That's a little bit better baby
But it isn't enough
Can't ya turn it up oh yeah
You're dead in the eyes
And gone to the world
I think you should take it slow
You tell me drinkin will ruin my life
Well give yourself a break
And take your own advice
Wastin' my time
Runnin' your mouth
Nothing's gonna bring me down
I just can't stand to hear you talk
Tellin' me nonsense
I think that I'm better off
Turn it up
Don't turn it down
And don't even think
About touching my records now
I want more
And more & more and more
