Bee-Sting The Wombats
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[Verse 1]
Jumping like a dog on Prozac
And fishing with dynamite
I thought that I was in the green
But it turns red every time
[Chorus]
You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I ought to be
Oh put your best dress on, better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back
[Verse 2]
Hit by a lightning bolt
Now there's tire marks on the street
I think I quite like this tune
But couldn't you find a bigger beat
[Chorus]
You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
Put your best dress on, better make it black
I'm going out but I'm not coming back
I'm not coming back
[Bridge]
I don't know where I fit anymore
I snapped the key when I tried to lock the door
The canyons are up in flame
And England's misspelt my name
I don't know where I fit anymore
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