Before she hits the ground, She's gonna want to explode. Never step aside, Never run and hide. She holds it all up under That pretty head of hers, oh. It comes screaming out In an electric shout. She's the worst thing, I've been addicted to. I run right back, Run right back to her. I wanna jump the track And run right back, I'm sure I run right back to her. I run right back to her... I run right back to her... I run right back to her... I run right back to her... Well she's a special thing. She doesn't read too much, oh. But there's no doubt She's written about. Finest exterior, She's so superior, oh. But she won't allow, And I'm wounded now. She's the worst thing I've been addicted to. I run right back, Run right back to her. I wanna jump the track And run right back, I'm sure I run right back to her. I run right back to her... I run right back to her... I run right back to her... I run right back to her...
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