You knock on her door, She don't recognize your voice no more, So she got on an airplaine, Not so long after, Stripped down from the fever, Laid down in her hotel bed, Wouldn't take no phone calls at all, She didn't want no more voices in her head, now, And that's the way that you feel, That's the way that you feel, If that's the way that you feel, honey, then, That's the way that you feel, In the blue part of the evening, Sometimes its hot, She thinks she hears you coming but, She's stuck against the wall, She want what she want so she do what she do, But now when she looks at you she, Covers one eye 'cause she can see into your mind, She no longer wants to, And that's the way that you feel, That's the way that you feel, If that's the way that you feel, honey, then, That's the way that you feel...
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