Yah, You Know - Prince

What’s the matter with you

Ain’t you got nothing better to do

Than to dance your life away

At the local disco (disco, disco, disco)

You’re polyester punk to the bone

No wonder you came alone

We’re all grossed out

‘Cause you spit when you talk

Say yah, you know

Keep singing yah, you know

Yah, you know

There’s more to life than spitting when you talk

Saying yah, you know

What’s the matter with you

You smell like diesel fume

Whoever told you it was cool to drink Perrier

Even a blind man knows

That black looks better in the snow

We’re all grossed out

‘Cause you spit when you talk

Say yah, you know

Keep singing yah, you know

Yah, you know

There’s more to life than spitting when you talk

Saying yah, you know

Yah, you know (oh, yeah)

Yah, you know

What’s the matter with you

Ain’t you got nothing better to do

Than to sit unemployed watching television like a fool

Living in a bag of fast food

I guess it wouldn’t seem so crude

But everybody’s grossed

‘Cause you spit when you talk

Say yah, you know

Keep singing yah, you know

Yah, you know

There’s more to life than spitting when you talk

Saying yah, you know

Yah, you know

Yah, you know

There’s more to life than spitting when you talk

Saying yah, you know

Yah, you know, like, I would get a job

But the world’s gonna end soon

You got any 'ludes?