All day long and
all night too
all I want to do
is mess around with you
all up the hall
and down the stairs
I’d mess around with you
about anywhere
but lately I fear
looking around this room
it feels like all I do
is push this mess
around with my broom
don’t let me fly away
don’t let me go to ground
oh baby won’t you
help me one more
time to mess around
what
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