| I don’t know why
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| I got these feelings, yeah,
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| I just can’t seem to get away from
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| Can you dig it?
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| You may never see it No, you will find it falling off my tongue
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| I take it down town, finally lose it Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Ahh ahh ahh ahh
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| Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Ahh ahh ahh ahh
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| I don’t think it’s very nice
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| To walk around my head all night
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| You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
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| I don’t think it’s fair…
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| Do you?
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| You?
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| Are you on the flip side?
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| You know I took the long way round
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| ‘Cos all I really am is a homemade elevator
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| Blinded by your sunshine,
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| Put you on a plane to Paris
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| Lay my cards down on the table
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| Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Ahh ahh ahh ahh
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| Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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| Ahh ahh ahh ahh
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| I don’t think it’s very nice
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| To walk around my head all night
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| You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
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| I don’t think it’s fair…
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| Can’t find a reason for these feelings-
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| Got enough of them
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| This guy he told me,
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| Said he’s gonna send me something lovely
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| But even still at times I wonder
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| What you’re thinking of me You’re prob’ly sure I lost my mind,
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| Oh mind, Oh mind, Oh mind, Oh mind
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| I don’t think it’s very nice
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| To walk around my head all night
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| You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
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| I don’t think it’s fair
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| I don’t think it’s very polite
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| To walk around my head all night
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| You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
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| I don’t think it’s fair… |