| I’m sitting here looking at your picture
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| I see a light all around your head
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| You got a green I ain’t never seen
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| And what a strange shade of red
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| And everything is turning inside out
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| And something gets ahold of me
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| And turns me inside out
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| There is a place where the others go
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| You can forget everything you know
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| But every night is the same to me
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| Lying awake and longing to be
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| Mystified
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| Cannot help myself
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| Mystified
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| Could not stop myself
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| You got a wishing well in your eye
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| The surface starts to ripple
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| Pardon me, what might your entendre be?
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| I’m seeing double, sometimes triple
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| Every thought wears a thin disguise
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| It’s not a thing that I can verbalize
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| But if you knew what I was looking for
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| You’d get off your ass and walk out that door
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| Mystified
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| Last night I was laying down sleeping
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| You know I was dreaming all to myself
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| In the evening, darling when the sun goes down
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| Whoa! |
| you know it’s mighty hard to tell
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| Tell me what more can a good man do?
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| You hold the world hostage in your mind
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| Standards and practices are well defined
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| But if you choose to walk a different road
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| Hold onto your hat, your head might explode
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| Mystified |