| Since I was a baby maybe two or three
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| Ain’t nothin' ever really bothered me
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| Some poeple rattle at the smallest thing
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| I thought I could handle anything
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| But I’m
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| All wound up nothin' I can do
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| I get all wound up
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| Just from talkin' to you
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| I used to believe I was Immune to love
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| But look at me now I’m all wound up
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| I never wondered what it’s all about
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| Never saw a thing I couldn’t do without
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| My feet are used to bein' on the ground
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| These days I wanna kick 'em around
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| Cause I’m
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| All wound up nothin' I can do
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| I get all wound up
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| Just from talkin' to you
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| I used to believe I was Immune to love
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| But look at me now I’m all wound up
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| All wound up
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| All wound up
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| All wound up
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| Fame and fortune I can take or leave
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| One touch from you and
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| I can barely breathe
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| Hung out and dryin' for the world to see
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| Well I’ve got you all over me and I’m
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| All wound up nothin' I can do
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| I get all wound up
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| Just from talkin' to you
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| I used to believe I was Immune to love
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| But look at me now I’m all wound up
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| I can’t get over how I’m all wound up |