Objection (Tango) (Afro-Punk Version)

It’s not her fault that she’s so irresistible
But all the damage she’s caused isn’t fixable

Every twenty seconds, you repeat her name
But when it comes to me, you don’t care

Next to her cheap silicon, I look minimal
That’s why in front of your eyes, I’m invisible
You gotta know small things also count
You better put your feet on the ground
And see what it’s about so

Objection, I don’t wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
Hove you for free, and I’m not your mother
But you don’t even bother
Objection, I’m tired of this triangle I got dizzy dancin’ the tango
I’m falling apart in your hands again
No way, I’ve got to get away

I wish there was a chance for you and me
Wish you couldn’t find a place to be
Away from here

This is pathetic and sardonic
It’s sadistic and psychotic
Tango is not for three
Was never meant to be
But you can try it, rehearse it or train like a horse
But don’t you count on me
Oh, don’t you count on me, boy

Objection, I don’t wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention
I love you for free, and I’m not your mother
But you don’t even bother
Objection, I’m tired of this triangle
I got dizzy dancin’ the tango
I’m falling apart in your hands again
No way, I’ve got to get away

Get away
Get away, ay, ay, ay
Get awav

Oh, I’m falling apart in your hands again
No way
Oh, I’m falling apart in your hands again
No way, I’ve got to get away