Lyrics:Brain Problem Situation

Wake up Put on my makeup And pick the rake up And rake my hair

And I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands

On my hands, I'm looking down, and I can't see what I've got On my hands there's a Brain Problem Situation

Twenty nine inches of snow on the top of the Situation on the Brain And the scraper I buried somewhere in the springtime will emerge

And I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation in the bag

In the bag, in the paper bag, is the source of the call It was traced to the paper bag Yes the call has been traced to the bag

Stand up And put our hand up And with our eyes closed We touch our nose

And the cop tells us, but we don't know But we're starting to feel like we got a Brain Problem Situation on our hands We think, officer, but we don't know But we're starting to feel like we got a Brain Problem Situation on our hands On our hands

Ooo ooo

On our hands

In the drunk tank We're in the drunk tank We're in the drunk tank All by ourselves

And I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands

And I think, maybe, but I don't know But I'm starting to feel like I got a Brain Problem Situation on my hands On my hands