Going out of my mind these days
like i'm walking 'round in a haze
i can't think straight
i can't concentrate
and i need to shave
I go to work and i look tired
the bossman says, "son, you're gonna get fired,
"this ain't your style."
and behind my coffee cup
i just smile
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what a beautiful mess, what a beautiful mess i'm in
spending all my time with you
there's nothing else i'd rather do
what a sweet addiction that i'm caught up in
'cause i can't get enough
can't stop the hunger for your love
what a beautiful, what a beautiful mess i'm in
This morning put salt in my coffee
i put my shoes on the wrong feet
i'm losing my mind i swear
it might be the death of me
but i don't care
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Is it your eyes, is it your smile
all i know is that you're driving me wild
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