| I know you say I’m a crazy mixed-up lunatic
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| But that’s okay 'cos I love you in a crazy way
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| The chances are I’m not the boy you fantasized about
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| But give me a chance, You never know I might brainwash you
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| Chances are you’re seeing some other freak tonight
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| And hope that maybe this time he’s Mister Right
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| But if he turns out wrong you know that I’ll be there
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| I may be second best, but life is never fair
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| I wanna be there with you
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| I wanna be there with you
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| I wanna be there with you
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| In my own crazy mixed-up little way
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| I promise to take my medication every day
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| Just get rid of «Mister nine-to-five» or there will be hell to pay
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| I’ll promise not to bark at the moon in your neighborhood
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| I’ll even wear my straitjacket, it’ll be no good
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| I know by now you probably even hate my guts
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| But just don’t tell me it’s because you think I’m nuts
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| And if you choose a normal boy, He’d better be aware:
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| I may be second best, but life is never fair
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| I wanna be there with you
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| I wanna be there with you
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| I wanna be there with you
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| In my own crazy mixed-up little way |