I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah,
I just can't seem to get away from
Can you dig it?

You may never see it
No, you won't find it falling off my tongue
I take it downtown, finally lose it

Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah

I don't think it's very nice
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's fair, no
Do you-oh?
You-oh?

Are you on the flipside?
You know I took the long way 'round
'Cause all I really am is a homemade elevator
Blinded by your sunshine, put you on a plane to Paris
Lay my cards down on the table

Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah

I don't think it's very nice
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's fair

Can't find a reason for these feelings, got enough of them
This guy he told me, said he's gonna send me something lovely
But even still at times I wonder what you're thinking of me
You're probably sure I lost my mind
Oh mind, oh mind, oh mind, oh mind

I don't think it's very nice
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's fair

I don't think it's very polite
To walk around my head all night
You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted
I don't think it's fair
(Aah, ooh)

Aah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Aah, ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah, oh

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Writer(s): Brad Shultz, Daniel Tichenor, Jared Champion, Lincoln Parish, Matt Shultz