| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
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| Just like a bee buzzin' in a jar
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| Frayed and ragged, spent and strained
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| Watchin' that water spin down the drain
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| You think that no one sees ya hidin' your dirt
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| And no one sees the spots and stains on your shirt
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| There’s a big empty room there behind your eyes
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| When you look in the closet, you’ll find a surprise
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| What do you do in the middle of the night
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| When no one sees you there?
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| Does your head start to shrink? |
| Do your eyes bug out?
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| Do you wonder what’s cheatin' and what’s playin' fair?
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| I bet you’ve got an awful itch
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| A scratch that you can’t touch
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| You’re rollin' and weavin' all over the floor
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| You’re scrappin' and scrapin' your nails at the door
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
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| Just like a bee buzzin' in a jar
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| Frayed and ragged, spent and strained
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| Watchin' that water spin down the drain
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
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| Just like a bee buzzin' in a jar
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| Frayed and ragged, spent and strained
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| Watchin' that water spin down the drain
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| Now what do you do in the middle of the night
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| When no one sees you there?
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| Does your head start to shrink? |
| Do your eyes bug out?
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| Do you wonder what’s cheatin' and what’s playin' fair?
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| I bet you send out for all your food
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| I bet you think this that phone call is rude
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| Your body’s all bent and hairy and warped outta shape
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| So take this number and call it, 'cause the zoo needs an ape
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
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| Just like a bee buzzin' in a jar
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| Frayed and ragged, spent and strained
|
| Watchin' that water spin down the drain
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
|
| Just like a bee buzzin' in a jar
|
| Frayed and ragged, spent and strained
|
| Watchin' that water spin down the drain
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are
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| You’re twisted, that’s what you are |