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Askin' up at 'em in heaven What are you saying with such a spin? Winks at me like she's in But I've seen the black run Underneath her lashes No way Your baby's home safely I cannot get on this palmistry in fashion No way Come back to me, go home, maybe Just to get away Psychics in LA already going off at what kitty'd do Have fun playing your soothsaying leaving me to pay Psychic got it for me And she's hangin' off of some little noose Askin' up, what're you fakin'? Coming to get it on such a whim Winks at me like she's in But it seems I've run upon somebody's racket No way your baby's home safely I cannot get on this Horoscope in fashion No way Come back to me, go home, maybe Just to get away Psychics in LA already going off at what kitty'd do Have fun playing your soothsaying leaving me to pay Psychic got it for me And she's hangin' off of some little noose Come back to me, go home, maybe Just to get away Psychics in LA already going off at what kitty'd do Have fun playing your soothsaying leaving me to pay Psychic got it for me And she's hangin' off of some little noose
Writer(s): Peter Wilton, Michael Pascuzzi, Neil Smith, Christopher Vanderkooy, Bram Katz Inscore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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