You Can't Do This to Me Anymore

You can't do this to me anymore

You stepped out of a silver van

Driven by rainbow man

You said your name was Mary-Ann

The coolest plan you had at hand

Arouse them on the garbage cans

Looking grand and slightly tan

Your hair was dancing to the jam

By February, March and fun

You can't do this to me anymore

You can't do this to me anymore

Looking for that saving grace

I find you tricky to erase

Don't know what I see in space

It might well be a hide in place

Can't stay in, I won't get out

Every emotion seems to shout

I'm going blind into the chase

No chance that I will forget your face

You can't do this to me anymore

You can't do this to me anymore (do it anymore)

You can't do this to me anymore

You can't do this to me anymore

You can't do this to me anymore (anymore)

(Any, any, any, anymore, any, any, anymore)

(Any, any, any, anymore, any, any, anymore)

You can't do this to me anymore

You can't do this to me anymore (oh)

You can't do this to me anymore (you can't do it anymore)

You can't do this to me anymore (can't do it anymore)

You can't do this to me anymore (do it anymore)

You can't do this to me anymore (can't do it anymore)

You can't do this to me anymore (oh)