Walking,
talking,
searching high and low
Peeking, seeking,
wondering where to go
Shuckin' and truckin'
Still, I ain't found nothin'
Gotta keep joggin', tired of this doggin'
Got to find you right away, girl
You were seen just now in
Jodi's
Cadillac
You think you're gonna get away clean
But I'll run you down like the
natural blood concourse
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
I'm a tracking machine
Tracking, tracking,
what I am, baby
Tracking machine
Tracking, tracking, tracking,
tracking, tracking, tracking
I'm walking
Walking
And stalking
Stalking
And talking to myself
It ain't funny
Funny
No, no, honey
Honey
I know you're with somebody else
I'm slipping
Slipping
You think you're gonna get away
Keep on peepin' and hidin'
I'll chase you till judgment day I'm sniffin',
steady riffin'
Eyes blinkin', always thinkin'
I hope you didn't act no clown
And start no boogin' around
But I'll run you down like a
natural great hound call
Da -da -da -da -da
I'm a trackin' machine
What I am
Think I better take my shoes off
Get to steppin'
Wait a minute, baby
Don't ride so fast
I ain't gonna hit you with this brick
Baby, I love you
I ain't gonna shoot you with this gun,
I'm a superman
Richard, you're gonna leave
the girl alone, man
Shut up, man, you ain't in this
Come on back, baby,
come on, wait a minute
Wait a minute
Do I drag you down so long, baby?
Come on
Wait a minute, wait a don't run so fast
Where you going?
Stop, stop, talk to me for a little bit,
baby
Baby, talk