Don’t Pick on Me (Big Chip)

Oooooh, ooooh, ooooh

Go with the flow; it’s the morning after.

Don’t pick on… don’t pick on me (don’t, don’t)

‘Cause I don’t believe in a burn like that.

I pick up my donuts; they’re free, (donuts are free)

And when she comes down her big chip captures me.

So get with the groove ‘cause it hurts me so bad.

Don’t trifle… don’t stifle me

‘Cause I don’t expect to be torn to shreds

Every time I am in need,

And when she comes down her picture captures me.

Me.

And when she comes around

Her big chip spoils the sound.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whooooooa.

And I don’t expect to be torn to shreds

Every time I am in need,

And when she comes down her big chip captures me.

Me.

And when she comes around

Her big chip spoils the sound.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoooooa.

Get with the groove ‘cause it hurts me so bad.

Don’t trifle… don’t stifle me, yeah.

Don’t trifle… don’t stifle me, yeah.

Don’t trifle… don’t stifle me.

Oooh.