The Llama Farmers - Ear The C lyrics

Oh, you're so misunderstood aren't you You're mister-misunderstood I've tried every conceivable way to hate you You shut me off You shut me off You're beautiful I a**ure you I a**ure you Engage me all night in conversation Drinking and smoking and laughing real loud With your favourite pal I have no tolerance for people who don't have a mind of their own A mind of their own We walked along You chose your words so carefully As if the wind would pick them off To throw throw them right back at me The sea beside us kept on shouting Making it hard to hear But all I heard were the words... 'Get out of here' 'Get out of here' 'Get out of here' 'Get out of here' 'Get out of here'