Stop It Lyrics - Lone Rhino / Twang Bar King - Adrian Belew

Well I wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon 

I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo 

I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call 

Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall 

Now I got me a sweet thing she keeps me insane 

She lays on my chest in the morning if it rains 

I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call 

Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall 

I'm a road dog at the motel holiday 

I often wonder what I wanna say 

Give me stage lights on a hot night 

And the bottom line is a real good time 

While the waitress is waiting for the waiter to wink 

She checks on her checks and she drinks on her drink 

I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call 

Leerin' at the telephone and laughin' to the wall 

Now the nights go quickly when you're asleep 

But I'm out shufflin' for someplace to eat 

Like a breakfast at the egg house, a waffle on the griddle 

I'm burnt around the edges but I'm tender in the middle