(By Tracey Bryn & Peter Vettese)
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Well you can tear me down, slap me 'round
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Drag my name across the ground
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I'm still in love
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I'm still in love with the way you move me
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And the way you always walk away
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You never ever lift a finger to soothe me
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You never stay in one mood for one day
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Crazy, crazy I run to trouble just like a pro
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Lazy lazy I think I'll stick around unsafely and
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I'll stay with the devil I know
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When you say "Smack, crack, here's a whack".
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On my knees or on my back I'm still in love
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And you've got rats and snails, puppy dog tails,
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Boys are made on beds of nails
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I'm still in love
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I love the way you always take care to make
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Sure my head is always in the sand
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Complain constantly you don't deserve me
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While you head is in your hands, you know I'm
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Crazy, crazy I know it's crazy that I should stay
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Lazy lazy when you consider it it's just was
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Lazy when you never go away
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Well it's around and around we go when
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You'll stop nobody knows I'm still in love
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And you're an angel with the devils eyes
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Pick on people half you size I'm still in love
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And if you feel so bad then pack your bags
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Baby wants his freedom back I'm still in love
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I'd rather watch him destroy my home
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Then try to make it on my own I'm still in lode
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Crazy crazy I run
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I'm Still in Love
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| Voice of the Beehive |
