There's nothing very funny   About a man making money   Off a blonde haired blue eyed girl   He's got a child at home    Who he loves to leave alone   For his blonde haired blue eyed girl      Well, Carmell   Where you gonna run to   When the sky comes crashing in on you?   Slow down   Who you gonna turn to   When there's nothing left for you to prove?      And I can't   Control myself   And I won't    Be no one else   No I can't   Control myself   And I wouldn't want to    Be anywhere else   It's true   What they say about you   Is true   What they say about you   Is true    You know it too      There's nothing very funny    About a man spending money   On a blonde haired blue eyed girl   He's got a child at home    Who he loves to leave alone    For his blonde haired blue eyed girl      Carmell,   Where you gonna run to   If the sky comes crashing in on you?   Slow down   Who're you gonna turn to   When there's nothing left for you to prove?      And I can't    Control myself   And I won't   Be no one else   And I can't control myself   And I wouldn't want to    Be anywhere else   It's true    What they say about you   Is true    What they say about you   Is true    You know it too      No I can't   Control myself   And I won't   Be anyone else   No I can't   Control myself   And I wouldn't want to    Be anyone else   It's true    What they say about you    Is true    What they say about you    Is true   You know it too   You know it too   You know it too