Lyrics

I'm picking up the buzz and the ever-present hum Of the bee in her bonnet, and the thunder in her drum The medium is the message, the bird is on the wing This could be a showdown, 'cause I'm down on everything Whatever I do, that's all it is. Whatever I do, that's all it is Whatever I do, that's all it is. Whatever I do, that's all it is You could have made it easy, you could have made it sing You could have made it never mind, instead of lose or win Well that's a pretty picture, and that's a pretty sight But that's another story, so long, goodnight They say that women are from venus, and big boys come from Mars But I like flowers and chocolate, and she likes racing cars Some people beg to differ, just a difference of degree But this is neither here nor there, that's my philosophy Whatever I do, that's all it is. Whatever I do, that's all it is Whatever I do, that's all it is. Whatever I do, that's all it is Well I'm picking up the buzz and the ever-present hum Of the bee in her bonnet, and the thunder in her drum