| You’ve got them trophies of selection
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| Hangin' all around your house
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| And then you kinda run make believe
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| And you’re quiet as a little mouse
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| But there are people
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| Who’ve seen this thing before
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| Two months spill 'em out, tell 'em what it’s all about
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| And then you close the door
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| All in all
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| I’ve been wonderin'
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| If you’re insane
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| You’ve got that bad baby passion
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| Spinnin' round and round your lips
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| I’ve seen that preacher boy
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| Sashay a tattoo your hips
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| Know what I speak of
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| But you beat me to the floor
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| Stack 'em up, break 'em up, boom. |
| just a little
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| But wait I think they’re back for more
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| All in all
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| I’ve been wonderin'
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| If you’re insane
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| When you play that game
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| If you’re insane
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| You’re messin' with my brain
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| Oh if I didn’t know the truth
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| It is gonna drive me insane
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| Ow!
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| Mm, baby I’ll meet you
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| Just turn around comin' in the back door
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| B-b-b-b-baby I’m crazy
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| Oh, yes I know what I’m crazy for
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| When all in all
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| I’ve been wonderin'
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| If you’re insane
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| If you’re insane
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| If you’re insane
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| You better quit pulling my chain
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| If you’re insane
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| You’re messin' with my brain
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| Oh if I didn’t know the truth
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| It’s gonna drive me insane |