by Violent Femmes

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Let me go on like I
Blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

Body and beats,
I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend, she's at the end,
She is starting to cry

Let me go on like I
Blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Body and beats,
I stain my sheets
I don't even know why
My girlfriend, she's at the end,
She is starting to cry

When I'm out walking
I strut my stuff
And I'm so strung out
I'm high as a kite
I just might stop to check you out

Let me go on like I
Blister in the sun
Let me go on
Big hands, I know you're the one

*And here my true nature as an alternative girl comes out...REAL alternative, not alt rock or alt pop or what the fuck ever the music industry likes to say is "alternative". There's a HUGE difference, and altho I listen to a myriad of music genres, my soul is alternative. Violent Femmes is in my top three fave alternative groups ever...and they put on a kick ass concert! I've loved them ever since I first heard this song when I was eleven 💚