For a master of deception and subterfuge You've made yourself quite the bed to lie in Do your time traveling through the tanning booth So you don't let the sun catch you crying So predictable, I know what you're thinking My teeth are beating and my knees are weak It's as if there's something up with the wiring You can poke your head behind the mountain peak Don't have to mean that you've gone into hiding So predictable, I know what you're thinking I'm watching your every move I feel the tears are coming on It won't be long, it won't be long Straight from the cover shoot Still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face And I'm keeping on my costume (keeping on) I'm calling it a writing tool And if you're thinking of me, I'm probably thinking of you There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face So predictable, I know what you're thinking Ooh, ha Yeah Yeah, ah
Lyrics For a master of deception and subterfuge You've made yourself quite the bed, to lie in Do your time traveling through the tanning booth So you don't let the sun catch you crying So predictable, I know what you're thinking My teeth are beating and my knees are weak It's as if there's something up with the wiring You can poke your head behind the mountain peak It don't have to mean that you've gone into hiding So predictable, I know what you're thinking I'm watching your every move I feel the tears are coming on It won't be long It won't be long Straight from the cover shoot There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face And I'm keeping on my costume And calling it a writing tool And if you're thinking of me I'm probably thinking of you There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face There's still a trace of body paint On your legs and on your arms and on your face So predictable, I know what you're thinking Ooh, hah, yeah
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For a master of deception and subterfuge
You've made yourself quite the bed to lie in
Do your time traveling through the tanning booth
So you don't let the sun catch you crying
So predictable, I know what you're thinking
My teeth are beating and my knees are weak
It's as if there's something up with the wiring
You can poke your head behind the mountain peak
Don't have to mean that you've gone into hiding
So predictable, I know what you're thinking
I'm watching your every move
I feel the tears are coming on
It won't be long, it won't be long
Straight from the cover shoot
Still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
And I'm keeping on my costume (keeping on)
I'm calling it a writing tool
And if you're thinking of me, I'm probably thinking of you
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
So predictable, I know what you're thinking
Ooh, ha
Yeah
Yeah, ah
So beautiful.
Sound is sooo pure, amazing
thank you
that was fast
Ik haha
thank you btw ❤️👌🏽
Lyrics
For a master of deception and subterfuge
You've made yourself quite the bed, to lie in
Do your time traveling through the tanning booth
So you don't let the sun catch you crying
So predictable, I know what you're thinking
My teeth are beating and my knees are weak
It's as if there's something up with the wiring
You can poke your head behind the mountain peak
It don't have to mean that you've gone into hiding
So predictable, I know what you're thinking
I'm watching your every move
I feel the tears are coming on
It won't be long
It won't be long
Straight from the cover shoot
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
And I'm keeping on my costume
And calling it a writing tool
And if you're thinking of me
I'm probably thinking of you
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
There's still a trace of body paint
On your legs and on your arms and on your face
So predictable, I know what you're thinking
Ooh, hah, yeah
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This really is not easy to sing 😪
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4 me it is
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