Fooling downtown,
Head in a bush
Traffic was a-sound
And I was in a rush.

They told me not to worry!
They told me not to care!
But they just didn’t realize!
I had a grudge to be-e-ear-r.
Ohhh…(screamed)

Dont leave the goats alone, or the sexy game's afoot!
Dont leave the goats alone, or your freedom gets the boot!
Fire in the urinal, laughter in the leaves!
Shaking all the corridors, listening in the e-e-eaves…

Now, see,
Cars and bars,
Getting the lay.
I looked up to the stars,
Sayin,
“Git outta mah wwaaaaay!”

Never tell me to be happy!
Never tell me to be free!
I’ll decide just how snappy
I’m gonna beeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Don’t leave the goats alone, or the foxy game’s afoot!
Don’t leave the goats alone, or your bottom meets the boot!
Frisking a waitress, burning down the park!
Sleeping on a couch, yellin at the ba-a-A-a-A-ark! (caps are higher)

Life on the run, makes little s-eaanse…(sense stretched)
Just her and I burning ince-eeense…
Chucking bricks at tenem-eeeents…
Do you wanna see my sedi-meeeents…

(Guitar)

Don’t leave the goats alone, or the sexy game’s afoot!
Don’t leave the goats alone, or your freedom gets the boot!
Don’t leave the goats alone, you’ll be trapped in hell!
Don’t leave the goats alone, NO ONE IS RINGING THE BELL!
Don’t
Leave the goats alone.
Leave the goats alone.
Leave the goats alone-Don’t
Leave the goats alone.
Leave the goats alone.
Leave the goats alone-Don’t
LEAVE EM ALOOOOONE!

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