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I ain`t got no inclination
Give away my sweet sensation
Sleepin in an old toolshed
Scumbag cryin` on his pillow
When you wanna be with me, then we will see
Who`s fuckin` with my head
Hey hey hey hey
Fuckin` with my head
Hey hey hey hey
Found myself in new orleans
With a scarecrow in my jeans
Beat my forehead through the ceilin`
Drank my coffee with a hubcap...yeah
When you want to be with me, then we will see
Who`s fuckin` with my head
No no no no
Fuckin` with my head
Hey hey hey hey
Devil`s got your pantyhose on his head
Oh yeah, and he`s robbin` me but all i got is cornbread
Well, you turn my body into a crutch
And now i`m limpin` all over when i feel your touch...oh yeah
Oooh...
Oooh...rode up on my check-out boots
Runnin` wild on the bayou
Now talkin` on a walkie-talkie
Credit card glued to my hand...feels good
When you wanna be with me, then we will see
Who`s fuckin` with my head
Hey hey hey hey
No no no no
Fuckin` with my head
Make me feel like an asshole
I ain`t got no soul
I ain`t got no soul
No no no no
No no no no
No no no no
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