Our Perfect Disease

The Wombats

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    We don't admit it but we've never seen eye to eye, my heartbeat's moaning and yours is making money
    It's always a shock when old friends pass by, but with you it's no death in the family
    Let's not talk about hate when there's hell to pay for my cowardness and your bad timing
    We don't admit it but we've never seen eye to eye, and it's not through a lack of trying

    It was the perfect disease we had, something to argue and scream about
    And you will see about contracting back, and locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out
    It was the perfect disease we had, and it hits us like a painful fact
    We all need someone to drive us mad

    Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh
    Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh

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    I didn't say it but you never were the honest type, you tried to fabricate a bed-time story
    And now I miss those games we had of Jekyll and Hyde, ever since the day that we parted company
    Don't send a helping hand I need a farrowing ram, to feed the reasons that I miss you so sorely
    I didn't say it but we never saw eye to eye, now I can't bear it when equally is boring

    It was the perfect disease we had, something to argue and scream about
    And you will see about contracting back, and locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out
    It was the perfect disease we had, and it hits us like a painful fact
    We all need someone to drive us mad

    Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh
    Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh

    I need you in the TV, I need you on the train, I need you every single which way
    I need you in the mirrors, I need you in my bed, I need you to wreck my head
    I need you in the TV, I need you on the train, I need you just to stand in my way
    I need you in the mirrors, I need you in my bed

    It was the perfect disease we had, something to argue and scream about
    But you will see about contracting back, and locking it somewhere it can't ripped out
    It was the perfect disease we had, and it hits us like a painful fact
    We all need someone to drive us mad

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