Around My Head - Live From The Vic In Chicago

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 will find it falling off my tongue
 I take it down town, finally lose it
 Ooh ooh ooh ooh
 Ahh ahh ahh ahh
 Ooh ooh ooh ooh
 Ahh ahh ahh ahh
 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...
 Do you?
 You?
 Are you on the flip side?
 You know I took the long way round
 ‘Cos 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
 Ooh ooh ooh ooh
 Ahh ahh ahh ahh
 Ooh ooh ooh ooh
 Ahh ahh ahh ahh
 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 prob'ly 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...