| Got a little rhythm, a rhythm a rhythm
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| that pitter pats through my brain
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| so darn persistent, the day isn`t distant
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| When it`ll drive me insane
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| Comes in the morning
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| without any warning
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| and hangs around all day
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| I have to sneak up to it, some day I`ll speak up to it
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| And hope it listens when I say…
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| (Jamie-instrumental)
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| Fascinating rhythm
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| you got me on the go Fascinating Rhythm, I`m all a quiver
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| what a mess you`re making,
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| the neighbours want to know
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| why I`m always shaking,
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| just like my grandmother.
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| Each morning I get up with the sun
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| to find at night no work has been done…
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| I know that once it didn`t matter,
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| but now you doing wrong
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| When you start to patter, I`m so unhappy.
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| Won`t you take a day off,
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| decide to run along
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| Somewhere far away off
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| and make it snappy.
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| Oh how I long to be the man I used to be,
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| Fascinating Rhythm
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| Why don`t you stop picking on me.
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| (Jamie-instrumental) |