Jamiroquai

What are you going to do to make me hate me
I cant see how you can this time
A fistful of lies and a verbal decimation
Its so sad but baby keep on trying
I got no chains or fancy aspirations
But Ive still got a losing streak
I dont need praise or instant admiration
It takes more than you to make me weak
What are you going to do to stop me this time baby
Youve been trying to funk around my mind lately
Well Im getting so sick and tired of
Hearing about it
Like Im not the man and I dont exist
You wanna know about this and you wanna
Know things about me
But what youre saying always has a vicious poison twist