I had no mother, I felt no trust
No family structures, yes, I've been busted
I laid my bed out in my back seat
Under the stars is where I would eat
Ooh, sometimes I got lucky
I, I got nailed too, real good
She, she was way over my head
Couldn't help myself, hid my past from you
To fit in, to fit in with
Ooh and yes, get in bed with you
I had to have a way
Of telling tales somewhat twisted
Told you white lies, I used white magic
Need you to know that I'm not a reject
I've been committed but not for a long time
Long over that and you can believe it
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Ooh, sometimes I got lucky
I, I got nailed too, real good
She, she was way over my head
Couldn't help myself, hid my past from you
To fit in, to fit in with
Ooh and yes, get in bed with you
I had to have a way
Of telling tales somewhat twisted
Oh, somewhat twisted
Oh, twisted
Ooh, sometimes I got lucky
I, I got nailed too, real good
She, she was way over my head
Couldn't help myself, hid my past from you
To fit in, to fit in with
Ooh and yes, get in bed with you
I had to have a way
Of telling tales somewhat twisted

Songwriter(s): David Andrew Sitek, Stephen Andrew Perkins, Perry Farrell, David Michael Navarro
Copyright: Embryotic Music, Swizzlestick Music, Federal Prism, Irving Music Inc., Chrysalis Music, I'll Hit You Back Music
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