Cellophane Boy - No Doubt

And I’m not the judge or the referee

And I can’t accept, 'cause I am uptight

And the smoke’s getting into my eyes are burning

My concern is I just might give you my life

And I can’t relate to the hypnotist

And I can’t get close, 'cause the plastic wrap

And I want to have kids, but their father’s up inside the clouds

The distance between is on my mind

Up until now things have been fine, temporarily

You’re cute but the circumstance has changed

Your substitution method, crutch

Your whole protection from your pain

This presentation of my ploy

Is to change my cellophane boy

It’s not the 70's

Let your future fly with me

And I want your habit to be me

Your harbor and your refugee