Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts And walk through this house in your shoes You know it's strange It's a strange way of saying That I know I'm supposed to love you I'm supposed to love you Let me see your moves Things

Baby, do you feel that bass line pumpin' Tell me, can you hear that kick drum thumpin' on the 2 and 4 Let's get on that floor Love to hear the slide of the guitar ringin' Melody's saying everything I'm thinking And I'm starting to To think you think it

Who do you think you are? Wide awake and falling on your faith You've got an evil wicked way Of saying I love you, I'd love to Tear away from everything you are You've got an evil wicked way about you, I hate you! Who do you think you are? (so cold) I