In the closet, that's my stuff, yes, if I bought it please don't touch. And keep talking that mess, that's fine, but could you walk and talk at the same time? And it's my name that's on that Jag, so remove your bags, let me call you a cab. Standing in the front yard telling me, how I'm such a fool, talking 'bout I'll never ever find a man like you... You got me twisted.