Lyrics Losin' It - Black 47

Losin' It

Chuckie said «I don’t know what’s goin' on
I’m down on my knees and I’m ah uh oh losin' it
Been up and down this New York town
Lookin' for a break, just a fair shake of it
But the people all got concrete in their eyes and their points of view
The taxis and the mailboxes all wanta make love to me 'xactly like you used to
do
And uh oh oh oh oh — oh oh — oh I’m ah uh uh losin' it
And uh oh oh oh oh, I’m down on my knees and I’m ah uh uh losin' it
Here come a cop, «I heard she left you, son
But it’s time that you picked up the pieces
The whole town’s talkin' about you
Ever since your waitress gave you the deep freeze
And now she’s runnin' with a cab driver who swears he’s the crucified King of
Siam
But Jesus is comin', so hold on, he’s just stalled up around the bend»
And uh oh oh oh oh — oh oh — oh I’m ah uh uh losin' it
And uh oh oh oh oh, I’m down on my knees and I’m ah uh uh losin' it
You say «why don’t I go see a shrink»
But I don’t need to spend a grand a month
To know that I’m out of my head
'Cause you said you’d be better off dead
Than livin' with me
My boss said «what the hell’s goin' on
The whole firm knows that you’re losin' it»
I just jumped up on his desk, did a Celtic war dance
Teach that fool a lesson
Then I burned all your lingerie and I tried stichin' it back together again and
then
This clock started tickin' in my head and oh oh oh here I go again
And uh oh oh oh oh — oh oh — oh I’m ah uh uh losin' it
And uh oh oh oh oh, I’m down on my knees and I’m ah uh uh losin' it