| What’s the deal with my brain?
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| Why am I so obviously insane?
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| In a perfect situation
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| I let love down the drain.
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| There’s the pitch, slow and straight.
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| All I have to do is swing
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| and I’m the hero, but I’m the zero.
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| Hungry nights, once again
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| Now it’s getting unbelievable.
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| 'Cause I could not have it better,
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| But I just can’t get no play
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| From the girls, all around
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| As they search the night for someone to hold onto.
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| I just pass through…
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| singing…
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| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhh oohh.
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| Singing…
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| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhh oohh.
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| Get your hands off the girl,
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| Can’t you see that she belongs to me?
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| And I don’t appreciate this excess company.
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| Though I can’t satisfy all the needs she has
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| And so she starts to wander…
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| Can you blame her?
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| singing…
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| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhh oohh.
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| Singing…
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| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhh oohh.
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| Tell me there’s a logic out there.
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| Leading me to better prepare
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| For the day that something really special might come.
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| Tell me there’s some hope for me.
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| I don’t wanna be lonely
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| For the rest of my days on the earth.
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| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhhhhhhhhh.
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| Singing…
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| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhhhh oh. |
| Ooohhh Oohh.
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| Singing…
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| Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |