Ramona Falls

Don't tell me you couldn't do it
I'm always right when I intuit
God is in the things you love
So don't you punch me with kid gloves
And if you really wanted this
You'd shake your life, you'd sell your kids
And if you really wanted this then you'd admit I'm
Always right (x4)
I can see your protestations
As merely manipulations
What you feel is not the issue
You're so polite I want to hit you
And hope that you'll retaliate
And prove my fears legitimate
I'd like to thank you, though it's trite,
For assuring me I'm
Always right (x4)
Worst offenders hide their crimes