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You do something to me 
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- Mum felt fine, wanting to
kill the family before the news
- She’s the ruler of the
Prozac kingdom
- Her appliances and phoney
conversations
- Talk to your mum, Wendy, even
is she seems distant lately
- It’s just the sunshine
in her eyes
- The weather that the doctor
prescribed
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- And Wendy’s warming her
hands on the flame
- The Halverson’s will
never be the same, woah-uh-oh
- You do something to me, you
do something to me
- You do something to me, all
the time
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- Dad was sick, he got his
fingers burnt getting close to an old flame
- Wonders why his wife cries
all the time
- He wonders why he can’t
find peace of mind
- You can’t expect your
kids to turn out fine, when you’re playing with
matches
- Another tragic fall from
success
- Nero fiddles on, enchanted
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- And Wendy’s warming her
hands on the flame
- The Halverson’s will
never be the same, woah-uh-oh
- You do something to me, you
do something to me
- You do something to me, all
the time
- You do something to me, you
do something to me
- You do something to me, all
the time... all the time
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- He wanders, godlike through
the ruins of his private world
- Lights up a joint and Wendy
slips away
- Looks for redemption in her
hazel eyes
- And cries, all the time
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- Woah-uh-oh
- You do something to me, you
do something to me
- You do something to me, all
the time
- You do something to me, you
do something to me
- You do something to me, all
the time... all the time
- All the time x 4
- I said all the time x 2
- All the time