F.Y.I.

F.Y.I. - Written by Carroll Bryant

For your information I read the daily news

For your information sometimes I'm confused

For your information I believe I'm God

For your information what I am I'm not

For your information I hide things with my face

For your information I come from outer-space

For your information I can solve world peace

For your information I have an inner beast 

For your information I don't believe in drugs (just love)

For your information this hole I'm in I dug

For your information I can be so sweet

For your information my thoughts can be so mean

Why, oh why, oh my, would you think the way you do?

Why, oh why, oh my, would you think I'm not like you?

For your information I watch it on T.V.

For your information I'm not really me

For your information when I'm strong I'm weak

For your information with closed eyes I peek

For your information I can be a fool

For your information I can be so cool

For your information I can see in time

For your information I own a wicked mind

Why, oh why, oh my, would you think the way you do?

Why, oh why, oh my, would you think I'm not like you?

For your information I can't get enough

For your information I'm in lust with touch

For your information I really like it rough

For your information ... well, okay, so I like love, sue me

It happened again and I'm not surprised

Dibba-dabba-dibba-doo, that's all folks!