Nervous Breakdance

Lyrics

My nervous breakdance I had one in my youth A bad patch I was going through Are you alright? Yes I am, okay I tell myself that I am over you Move out of Las Vegas Where the metal detective is Still searching for clues to the one thing I can depend upon Which is that it'll be over in a week or two, ow I don't wanna hang around with you That is the last thing that I ever wanna do This pattern repeats itself At four or 5:45 in the morning And it seems that my eyes are blue Of funky, funky music too, yeah! And it'll be over in a week or two, oh I don't wanna hang out with you That is the last thing that I ever wanna do No-ba-ba-ba-ba-bow Oooooooh-ow! And when I tell myself That I am over you I cannot help but notice I'm payin' attention to All of the star sign information The tide times and racin' tips And anything to help my situation And make some sense of this Maybe, a million years from now You could think back on me And say "Well, maybe I should'a" And I'll tell ya now, baby, you could'a But that was a million years ago When I used to say (Over in a week or two) And I do not wanna hang out with you That is the last thing that I ever wanna do Oh-no-no-no-no-no-no