Girl you have such tragic taste in men, your predilection
For comedians, your great addiction
Though they treat you well
They bring you brief glimpses of hell
What a bombshell
Maybe all these fools are on the payroll
In that case, sleep well and let the good times roll
But understand it's just the simple slight of hand
On the other hand

One plus one makes three
I guess that's true to some degree
But only if you squint the right way
Or watch frame by frame on action replay

Girl, you work your magic now and then without restriction
First your rebirth then your crucifixion
When you show your hand
Your services are in demand
Maybe all these fools are on the payroll
In that case, sleep well and let the good times roll
But understand it's just the simple slight of hand
On the other hand

One plus one makes three
I guess that's true to some degree
But only if you squint the right way
Or watch frame by frame on action replay

You took a gorgeous risk
Oh, I won't deny the genius
Of those words that you sometimes twist
Gently round your little finger
Such a disagreeable business

Then you go all out disco
Sidewinding out of the picture
God Is Dead, let's have a drink
It's no ordinary day
I've got nothing planned
On the other hand

One plus one makes three
I guess that's true to some degree
Like four plus four makes nine
Oh, it's been proven every time
But only if you squint the right way
Or watch frame by frame on action replay, yeah

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Writer(s): John Lawler