I can't have this conversation Without lots of reservations on the line If there's a way to slip around it Then I'm bound to get around it one more time Honey you are so persuasive But it makes me more evasive when you pry You can label me elusive But the facts are inconclusive at this time 'Cause you can't handle what's on my mind I've got roses growing over what you'd find But keep on asking if you're inclined 'Cause you can't handle what's on my mind I don't mean to drive you crazy Comin' off all vague and hazy just because I don't have an answer for you I just wouldn't want to bore you if it does But keep on asking if you're inclined But, you can't handle what's on my mind No, you can't handle what's on my mind.