Teenage Toy - Insecure Men

Are you ready?

Let’s jam!

From the head down to your toes

The insolence inside her grows

She’s my sweetest I’ve ever sown

But she won’t ever answer the phone

Ooh, why (Won't you pick up?)

Ooh, why (Won't you pick up?)

Ooh, why (Won't you pick up?)

Ooh, why (Won't you pick up?)

And they give up too much across that chest

In the name of the father, father

And they give up too much across that chest

In the name of the father, father

Stay stuck at home

I’ll tell you what’s been dragging me down

Two rusty buckets of spite back home

You got needs but none of my own

There’s certain things you can’t accomplish alone