in my head, my head my head I gotta hole in my head, uh my head my head I gotta hole in my head, uh my head my head, Don't look at me funny Like you ain
my head, my head, my head Girl, I want you to know I don't even know what you did, you did, you did But I love it I can't get you out of my head, my
my face Through a clear glass window But instead, I went out And smashed up a phone booth around the corner I never had a chance to choose my own parents
I hate when you say you don't understand (You'll see it's not meant to be) I wanna be in the energy Not with the enemy, a place for my head Maybe someday
la la la la La la la La la la la la I just can't get you out of my head I just can't get you out of my head I just can't get you out of my head
to something golden Where is my head? Where is my head? I want it Where is my head? Where is my head? It seems I lost my mind back when we first met
how easy you can mess me up Now look how easy I got you Outta my head, outta my head, say goodbye Somebody's gonna get you Outta my head, outta my head
my head In my pain, you're always in my head In my peace, you're always in my head You're always in my head In my head, you're always in my head In my
In my head, you're always in my head In my dreams, you're always in my head In my pain, you're always in my head In my peace, you're always in my head
In my place, in my place Were lines that I couldn't change I was lost, oh yeah I was lost, I was lost Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed I was lost
for, for this phone to ring she'll come home someday soon i just know or am i imagining things the voices in my head keep saying (the voices in my head
'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 Feed my forehead
I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi The blues has got
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Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams Arm in arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and me Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play
I have come 500 miles Just to see a halo Come from St. Petersburg Scarlett and me Well I open my eyes I was blind as can be When you give a man luck