Tales of Glory

I can't believe the tales you tell me

I ain't buying the stuff you sell me

Listen baby, I'm telling you what

You think I'm sold but maybe I'm not

You tell me tales of glory

But I know

Whoa, babe, it's the same old story

You think I'm gonna fall for you

You reckon that I'm going right through

But I ain't no adolescent

I'm just gonna keep you guessing

You ain't gonna stitch me up

You'll find that I'm real bad luck

I'm gonna leave you, babe

But think of the money you'll save

You tell me tales of glory

But I know

Whoa, babe, it's the same old story

Leave me out, leave me out

Sick and tired without a doubt

Get me out, get me out

Let me out of here

Leave me out, leave me out

Sick and tired without a doubt

Get me out, get me out

Let me out of here

Endlessly, endlessly

Your mouth won't set me free

Endlessly, endlessly

Rabbit in my ear