Juliana Hatfield
President Garfield

Every time that truck goes by, I think of you.
You drove right through the wall,
And now the kids all wanna follow you.

I don't smoke, so why am I smokin'?
Took a hit and now I'm chokin'.

He wrote a book about himself.
I keep it on my shelf.
And when I was in washington,
I walked down all the streets of which he wrote.

I can't sing, I'm not a singer.
I swear I'm gonna kill myself if you bring her.
Her... her... her...her...her....her

Iron will, iron hand.
Neck like a tire, iron man.
Iron fist, pump that jam.
Iron eye, iron gland.
Iron face, iron plan.
Fill that empty coffee can.
Iron bar, metal band.
Pumping iron man...

I am only human, I am weak.
I want his power inside of me.
And I'm not talking about a piece of meat.
I'm saying something really deep.
I'm saying something really deep. I'm saying something really deep.
I'm saying something really deep. I'm saying something really.
I'm saying something really deep. I'm saying something really deep.
I'm saying something really deep.
I'm saying something really deep...yeah yeah


Mirror lyrics:

I'm saying something really deep...yeah yeah
I'm saying something really deep.
I'm saying something really deep. I'm saying something really deep.
I'm saying something really deep. I'm saying something really.
I'm saying something really deep. I'm saying something really deep.
I'm saying something really deep.
And I'm not talking about a piece of meat.
I want his power inside of me.
I am only human, I am weak.

Pumping iron man...
Iron bar, metal band.
Fill that empty coffee can.
Iron face, iron plan.
Iron eye, iron gland.
Iron fist, pump that jam.
Neck like a tire, iron man.
Iron will, iron hand.

Her... her... her...her...her....her
I swear I'm gonna kill myself if you bring her.
I can't sing, I'm not a singer.

I walked down all the streets of which he wrote.
And when I was in washington,
I keep it on my shelf.
He wrote a book about himself.

Took a hit and now I'm chokin'.
I don't smoke, so why am I smokin'?

And now the kids all wanna follow you.
You drove right through the wall,
Every time that truck goes by, I think of you.


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