She's the flutter in my heart, the spring that's in my step
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My empty head
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Sees the lump build in my throat, the view in my mind's eye,
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My empty heart
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She's got her suspicions (x-ray x-ray x-ray x-ray vision)
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She's got x-ray vision (x-ray x-ray x-ray x-ray)
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And she sees through me with her
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X-ray x-ray x-ray x-ray vision (x 2)
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See me shifting in my seat, pitter patter but off beat
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My empty head
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She's the tongue kept in my cheek, my conscience leak
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My empty heart
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She's got her suspicions (x-ray x-ray x-ray x-ray vision)
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She's got x-ray vision (x-ray x-ray x-ray x-ray)
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And she sees through me with her
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X-ray x-ray x-ray x-ray vision (x 2)
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And with this power she can see
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X-Ray
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| The Maccabees |
