| Walk into the room with that curious grin
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| Ain’t nobody need to know it, the actual shape I’m in
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| But oh, who am I kiddin' but me
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| Call you on a phone, I got nothin' to say
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| Put my lips a little closer and stand there anyway
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| 'Cause oh, who am I kiddin' but me, yeah
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| But oh, who am I kiddin' but me, yeah
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| I hang from my desire like a rope swing on a tree
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| I kick a little higher singin', 'I Shall Be Released'
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| But oh, who am I kiddin' but me, yeah
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| Oh, who am I kiddin' but me, yeah
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Devil’s in the detail
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| Call you on the phone, I got nothin' to say
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| Put my lips a little closer, I stand there anyway
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| 'Cause oh, who am I kiddin' but me
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| Ay, you smell like sweet magnolias and Pentecostal residue
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| I’d like to get to know ya, shake the holy fire right out of you
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| But oh, who am I kiddin' but me
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| Say, who am I kiddin' but me
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Devil’s in the detail
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| The devil in the detail
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| Devil’s in the detail, yeah |