If there's something wrong with me
There might be something wrong with you
If I behave the certain way
It's because you do the same
I seek for skinny skies to fall
If there's no distance there's no fun at all
I don't know where I live
So I will never feel at home
Stick to me and I'll stick to you
There might be something wrong with you, too
Wait for me on the other side
And squeal like a pig, that 3, 05
Sell the girl? and buy the bag
There's a light in your shopping bag
But I'm on magic tonight
I'm a bouncing dynamite
But I'm on magic tonight
But I'm on magic tonight
There might be something wrong with me
But it don't mean things are right with you
There might be something wrong with me
There might be something wrong with you, too
(I'm on magic tonight ...)
I'm a bouncing dynamite
