Now I went out, it was Friday night
I thought I'd go, and maybe grab a bite
But when I reached the street, these kids came running up
And started chasing after me
And that's about the time that I flipped out, y'see
These fans, they refuse to just let me be
And follow me no matter where I go
What the hell is privacy?
My friends say I should call the cops
Or raise my fence again...raise my fence again
Then later on, when I got home
I found they'd got the number of my phone
The girls won't stop
Asking to marry me
But I love Skye oh can't you see
And that's about the time they started stalking me
They all want me to be single and free
And ask me out even when I say no
What the hell is privacy?
My friends say I should call the cops
Or raise my fence again...raise my fence again
And that's about the time that I grabbed my BB
And chased those fools right off my property
I mean I don't mind the bras or free beer
But this is all you get from me
My friends say I should call the cops
Or raise my fence again...raise my fence again
That's about the time that my fans bundled me
My 4 by 4 is now a 3 by 3
Give me my ring back,
You can't have my pants
My friends say I should call the cops
Or raise my fence again...raise my fence again