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Ooh-wee-ooh
Ooh-wee-ooh
I keep inside the things I feel and it only makes it worse
I fantasize about you and I and I can't escape the thoughts
We're standing on a train, the ride is insane
There's a woman who's eating a tomato like an apple
And your clothes are on fire
Ooh-wee-ooh
Ooh-wee-ooh
I've said it before, I can't explain why I have these thoughts
It must go back to childhood, or maybe it's just you
I have balled beside you, hypnotized you, itemize your things
We'd sit atop the tallest tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
And your clothes would still be
On fire
Gun fire (ooh-wee-ooh)
Pants on fire
Shoes on fire (ooh-wee-ooh)
You're on fire
On fire (ooh-wee-ooh)
Clothes on fire
You're on fire (ooh-wee-ooh)
You're on fire
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