Text: Janes Addiction. Ritual De Lo Habitual. Obvious.

Hey
You don't know me, you don't know me
But you just keep on looking at me down low
Oh no

You're digging something up
You're digging something up
Always digging something up
Oh no

Hey
And I don't know you, I don't even want to
But you just keep on looking at me down low
Oh no

You're digging something up
Digging something up
Always digging something up
Oh no

And you make it so, then you're digging
And you make it so obvious

Hey
You fools, don't fit in the boots that I tread in
But you just keep on looking at me down low
Oh no

Digging something up
You're digging something up
Always digging something up
Oh no

And you make it so, but do you get it?
And you make it so
And you're right and you know that you got to owe me something
Before you know what is joke and what is up
And you know that you got to show me something
Before you know what is joke and what is up

'Cause I worked my little fingers down to the bone baby
And I won't let you stop me going up
Why do you have to make it so, so, so, so, so, so obvious?
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, hey