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Henry
Aching to be in the room 'cos no one can tell me just what to do
And everything’s going my way a little too much these days
I just don’t know what to do
I just don’t know what to do
I just can’t think enough of you
I can’t think enough of you
Aching to feel Satan's breath over my shoulder
Saying, “Your demise will be so sweet for the delicate
minds that you’ve disrupted like beehives"
I just don’t know what to do
I just don’t know what to do
I just can’t think enough of you
I can’t think enough of you
I can’t think enough of you
Henry I, I don’t know what to do
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we’ll
write for one another
And drink mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand
Should I overcome this?
Have I over sung this?
Could this be my big break?
Oh who knows for heavens sake?
Aching over because lovers say that everything’s ok, when it’s not
But are you different do you love me or will you hate
me when, when I’m gone? X 2
I just can’t think enough of you
I can’t think enough of you
I can’t think enough of you
Henry I , I just don’t know what to do
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we’ll
write for one another
And make mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand
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And make mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand
write for one another
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we’ll
Henry I , I just don’t know what to do
I can’t think enough of you
I can’t think enough of you
I just can’t think enough of you
me when, when I’m gone? X 2
But are you different do you love me or will you hate
Aching over because lovers say that everything’s ok, when it’s not
Oh who knows for heavens sake?
Could this be my big break?
Have I over sung this?
Should I overcome this?
And drink mochas with marsh mellows and make snow people in New Zealand
write for one another
Let us take a walk and talk about the songs that we’ll
Henry I, I don’t know what to do
I can’t think enough of you
I can’t think enough of you
I just can’t think enough of you
I just don’t know what to do
I just don’t know what to do
minds that you’ve disrupted like beehives"
Saying, “Your demise will be so sweet for the delicate
Aching to feel Satan's breath over my shoulder
I can’t think enough of you
I just can’t think enough of you
I just don’t know what to do
I just don’t know what to do
And everything’s going my way a little too much these days
Aching to be in the room 'cos no one can tell me just what to do
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