| I’ve been trying to get my head, oh well
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| what the fuck is happening?
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| I’m trying to make some sense, uh-oh
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| whatcha do with my head?
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| it’s like a skydive
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| You’re getting high
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| That kinda thrill that’ll maybe kill ya,
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| It’s like I’m eye-to-eye,
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| Wild-eyed, oooohh
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| I don’t know what to tell ya,
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| There’s just this thing about 'cha.
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| So maybe you can help me clear this up,
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| cause me myself I just can’t tell.
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| Are you some kind of dark sorcerer
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| Am I under some kinda of spell?
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| Cause I could go on for days,
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| just crazy about it, oh,
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| you’re so respectable,
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| mmm but I’m an animal,
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| It’s like a skydive,
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| I’m gettin’high,
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| The kinda thrill that could just kill ya,
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| It’s like I’m eye-to-eye
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| Wild-eyed, ooooohh
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| I don’t know what to tell ya,
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| There’s just this thing about 'cha,
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| And aren’t you gonna tell me what comes next,
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| or am I just supposed to know?
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| Do I make my own decisions here,
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| or am I under your control?
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| Cause I could go on for days,
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| just crazy about it, oh,
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| and it’s startin’to getcha now,
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| oooh now you’re comfortable,
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| It’s like a skydive,
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| I’m gettin’high,
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| The kinda thrill that could just kill ya,
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| It’s like I’m eye-to-eye
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| Wild-eyed, ooooohh
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| I don’t know what to tell ya,
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| Do you think I’m out of line?
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| Do you think I’m out of line?
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| Well maybe it’s fine, maybe it’s alright it’s like I’m at a, a wild time,
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| yeah I don’t know what to tell ya I don’t know what to tell ya There’s just this thing about 'cha. |