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What's the deal with my brain?
Why am I so obviously insane?
In a perfect situation
I let love down the drain
There's the pitch, slow and straight
All I have to do is swing
and I'm a hero
But I'm a zero

Hungry nights once again
Now it's getting unbelievable
'Cause I could not have it better
But I just can't get no play
From the girls all around
As they search the night for
someone to hold onto
I just pass through

Singin' oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Singin' oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Get your hands off the girl
Can't you see that she
belongs to me?
And I don't oppreciate
this excess company
Though I can't satisfy
all the needs she has
And so she starts to wander
Can you blame her?

Tell me there's a logic out there
Leading me to better prepare
For the day that something
Really special might come

Tell me there's some hope for me
I don't want to be lonely
For the rest of my days on the earth

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Perfect Situation
Weezer



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