intro/verse: D A C G 

it's just my sense of smell that made me wind up here where i don't belong
oh, can't you tell what my intentions are, what i'm so stuck on?
when i'm chewing off a hangnail looking for your bike
and i had to nip a lot of seats, babe, before i knew what yours was like
       Em
huh, i know it's pretty weird

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and i may be too weird for ya
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and i may be too weird for ya
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and i feel like i'm gonna get crushed
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cause i'm amorous

i picked it up from betting on the greyhounds
all pumped up from chasing something that they'll never catch around
but it's plain to see i couldn't possibly just be in the neighborhood accidentally
and acapulco's gold, so high on my disease,
                  Em
i got a nosebleed living in my head
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and i feel like i'm gonna get crushed
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and i feel like i'm gonna get crushed
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and i feel like i'm gonna get crushed
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cause i'm amorous
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and i feel like i'm gonna get crushed
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and i feel like i'm gonna get crushed
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and i feel like i'm gonna get crushed
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cause i'm amorous
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amorous