[Chorus]
Tammy, Tammy
Tammy's in love (If I'm wrong to care)

[Instrumental]

[Refrain]
If I'm wrong to care
If I'm wrong to care

[Chorus]
Tammy, Tammy
Tammy, Tammy
Tammy, Tammy
Tammy, Tammy
Tammy, Tammy
Tammy's in love

[Verse: Mike Skinner]
That's it, turn the page on the day, walk away
'Cause there's sense in what I say, I'm forty-fifth generation Roman
But I don't know 'em or care when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen, it's fitting
That I'm miles ahead and they chase me
Show your face on TV then we'll see, you can't do half
My crew laughs at your rhubarb-and-custard verses
You rain down curses, but I'm waving your hearses driving by
Streets riding high with the beats in the sky
All stare, eyes glazed