She likes me on my back
Yes, she likes me on my head
She likes me doing cartwheels
On the edges of my bed
She tells me she's my queen
Though I know I'm not her king
I'm on my knees before her
And I'm confessing thoughts obscene
She tells me it's okay
Without giving up a fight
Then she sends me packing
And I'm all alone tonight
She spins me like a top
Like a giant ferris wheel
She asks me 'What's the matter?'
Then she tells me how to feel
Ms. Daisy Age you are my queen
You're like a monkey on my brain
I must confess to thoughts obscene
They're driving me insane
Ms. Daisy Age and Mr. Rage
Ms. Daisy Age and Mr. Rage
She takes me on the town
But hides me in a limousine
She always on the arms
Of someone else in magazines
When she says she wants the truth
She's lying through the teeth
She locks me in her room
Then she says I gotta leave
Ms. Daisy Age you are my life
I'll drink from your walls yet
One day I'll have you for my wife
Right after you have met
Ms. Daisy Age and Mr. Rage
Ms. Daisy Age and Mr. Rage
I got so much on my mind
I think about her all the time!
Give it up, give it up!
Give it up, give it up!
Give it up, give it up!
Give it up, give it up!
Ms. Daisy Age and Mr. Rage
Ms. Daisy Age and Mr. Rage
Give it up, give it up!
Give it up, give it up!
Give it up, give it up!
Give it up, give it up...
For Mr. Rage!