Baby I know that it’s over, our love is in a deep freeze
That’s alright, I’ll be OK, but would you please give me back my CDs?
Please give me back my CDs, please give me back my CDs
I’d get ’em myself but you took back your keys, please give me back my CDs

I’m sorry that it didn’t work out, but quit acting like I’ve got a disease
I’m just trying to get on with my life, please give me back my CDs
Please give me back my CDs, please give me back my CDs
It’s a punch in the nose and it’s a kick in the knees, please give me back my CDs

I think you got some Coltrane over there, A Love Supreme
A bunch of bands from Austin, funk from New Orleans
I think you’re holding onto Blood on the Tracks, Townes and Lucinda, too
I tried to turn you on to music with a twang, you know I love them country blues
In the end you liked my music, more than you liked me
I can’t blame you for the choice that you made, but you gotta give back my CDs

Please give me back my CDs, please give me back my CDs
There’s only one way to put my mind at ease, please give me back my CDs

You told me you’d mail ’em a month or so ago, you always did like to tease
I’m gonna get me a lawyer, if you don’t send me back my CDs
Please give me back my CDs, please give me back my CDs
It’s Holy Cannoli and it’s Geez Louise, please give me back my CDs