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Making faces from across the room
Look at me looking at you
What's your name, my name too?
I'm getting the chills sitting next to you...
Shake myself in your soul
The blood in your veins
The smell of your clothes
What am I supposed to do?
There's nothing left for me to choose
Make my move or walk away
Once again without a date
Is it me or do I smell?
I showered the other day
What the hell's going on?
Just where do I belong?
I don't really care...
Get out of my hair
Get out of my hair
Smoke my cigarettes
And drive my car
Flick your ashes on my bedroom floor
Wear my underwear
Steal my shirts
I think it's love and then you burp
If I died, you'd probably spit on my grave
and date my friends the very next day
You're always complaining that I'm not home
When I try to call you're on the telephone
My pants are falling, my socks don't fit
I can't seem to walk without having to
Trip over you
Just what am I going to do?
I don't really care...
Get out of my hair
Get out of my hair
What is said, what is done
I'll take it on the run
I won't aplogize
I won't be telling lies
How could you?
Why would you?
Take advantage of
And raid me of my love
Then leave?
Smash my windows and key my car
Then out of the blue you send a birthday card
What's a man supposed to do
When all I get is grief from you?
Playing games and trashing my
Who could it be?
Hopefully no body for me
I don't really care...
Get out of my hair
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Get out of my hair
I don't really care...
Hopefully no body for me
Who could it be?
Playing games and trashing my
When all I get is grief from you?
What's a man supposed to do
Then out of the blue you send a birthday card
Smash my windows and key my car
Then leave?
And raid me of my love
Take advantage of
Why would you?
How could you?
I won't be telling lies
I won't aplogize
I'll take it on the run
What is said, what is done
Get out of my hair
Get out of my hair
I don't really care...
Just what am I going to do?
Trip over you
I can't seem to walk without having to
My pants are falling, my socks don't fit
When I try to call you're on the telephone
You're always complaining that I'm not home
and date my friends the very next day
If I died, you'd probably spit on my grave
I think it's love and then you burp
Steal my shirts
Wear my underwear
Flick your ashes on my bedroom floor
And drive my car
Smoke my cigarettes
Get out of my hair
Get out of my hair
I don't really care...
Just where do I belong?
What the hell's going on?
I showered the other day
Is it me or do I smell?
Once again without a date
Make my move or walk away
There's nothing left for me to choose
What am I supposed to do?
The smell of your clothes
The blood in your veins
Shake myself in your soul
I'm getting the chills sitting next to you...
What's your name, my name too?
Look at me looking at you
Making faces from across the room
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