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Will Wood and the Tapeworms
Lead Vocals
James Horvath
Electric Guitar
Vater Boris
Bass Guitar
Dave English
Drums
Tom Finch
Drums
Dan Chetnik
Flute
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Maisto
Mixing Engineer
Letra
She's got the eyes of a snake
Loading dice, raising stakes from a cash cow
I'll be her burn victim, hyperthermic, so damn hot
Come to smiling like I blacked out in Glasgow
I, I woke up in the name that I wore last night
To the sound of an empty bed
And it's ringing in my ears
Just like sweet nothings from the voices in my head
Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?
Oh Lord, don't ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?
Oh Lord
She's got the touch of an anesthesiologist
Please put me under
Because I tremble with the notion that there's something unsaid
But numb my head, I'll mumble reticently
I wonder how I woke up in the middle of my surgery
And I watched them botch my heart
Only the second worst thing that I could've thought is that
"This won't have to end if it doesn't start"
Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?
Oh Lord, don't ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?
Oh Lord
I'll never know, I'll never know
I'll never know, I'll never know what it's like
What it's like to love you
I'll never know, I'll never know
I'll never know, I'll never know what it's like
What it's like to love you
So, where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?
Oh Lord, heart bluer than my balls, oh
Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?
Oh Lord, just say that it's on me
Writer(s): Will Wood
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