| Creepy little sneaky little foreign places
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| Terrifying territories, I can't take it
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| It's a great big atlas, yeah
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| I'm feeling dumb
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| When you've gotten what you want
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| Maybe I should start over
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| There's nothing left to want
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| Up and at 'em again
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| You don't know what you want
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| Yeah, I'm thinking it over
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| Just tell me what to want
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| Floating little second hands laugh like jokers
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| Keepin' me from thinking straight
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| I've lost composure
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| When you've gotten what you want
|
| Maybe I should start over
|
| There's nothing left to want
|
| Up and at 'em again
|
| You don't know what you want
|
| Yeah, I'm thinking it over
|
| Just tell me what I...
|
| When you've gotten what you want
|
| Maybe I should start over
|
| There's nothing left to want
|
| Up and at 'em again
|
| You don't know what you want
|
| Yeah, I'm thinking it over
|
| Just tell me what to want
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| This is a trip
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| This is a trip
|
| When you've gotten what you want
|
| There's nothing left to want
|
| You don't know what you want
|
| Yeah, I'm thinking it over
|
| Just tell me what I...
|
| When you've gotten what you want
|
| Maybe I should start over
|
| There's nothing left to want
|
| Up and at 'em again
|
| You don't know what you want
|
| Yeah, I'm thinking it over
|
| Just tell me what to want |