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She wasn't always in the design
But my prototype kept her in my mind, glued
So deep in the grooves
You'd think she was pulling the levers
But she wasn't always in the design, no
She gets in my head and screws it all up
But she knows damn well, I can't get enough
A flick of the wrist, a twist of the tongue
Don't care if it's wrong, I can't get enough of it
My mind's a boom town blazing with thought
Plans change, how strange, it's just like the locks
Keep it inside and suck on the sleeve of my sweater
Meanwhile outside, I'm tarred and I'm feathered
It's all the same to me
It's all the same to me
It's all the same to
She gets in my head and screws it all up
But she knows damn well, I can't get enough
A flick of the wrist, a twist of the tongue
Don't care if it's wrong, I can't get enough of it
She wasn't always in the design
But my prototype kept her in my mind
So deep in the grooves
You'd think she was pulling the levers
She wasn't always in the design