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Lirieke: Pretenders. Kinda Nice, I Like It.

You came to me but I was alone
Tried to drag me in to your danger zone
You told me things, got right inside
And showed me things I'd never tried

You got a hold, you wouldn't let go
You lied and lied and lied, it was a great big show

Everything about us looks wrong
But I swear, it feels right

People talk, I hear them do it
They think they know, when I never knew it
You're a gigolo, I've heard it said
I've got a sweet name for you instead

They imagine what must give them a thrill?
They'll never know for sure but I will

Everything about us looks wrong
But I swear, it feels right
Everything about us looks wrong
But I swear, it feels right

Whispering is rude in public places
It's so obvious, written on their faces
They think, your taking me for a great big ride
But you know what's more?
They're probably right, I'm hoping on with you tonight

You take me up and let me down
Don't like my friends to come around
If your not center of the stage
You sulk and rant and go into a rage

Oh, but I can leave at any time
But I'd miss the oh, so absurd and so sublime

Everything about us looks wrong
But I swear, it feels right
Everything about us looks wrong
But I swear, it feels right
Everything about us looks wrong
But I swear, it feels right