Bathwater

You and your museum of lovers
 The precious collection you've housed in your covers
 My simpleness threatened by my own admission
 And the bags are much too heavy
 In my insecure condition
 My pregnant mind is fat full with envy again
 But I still love to wash in your old bathwater
 Love to think that you couldn't love another
 I can't help it, you're my kind of man
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 Wanted and adored by attractive women
 Bountiful selection at your discretion
 I know I'm diving into my own destruction
 So why do we choose the boys that are naughty
 I don't fit in so why do you want me
 And I know I can't tame you, but I just keep trying
 'Cause I love to wash in your old bathwater
 Love to think that you couldn't love another
 On your list with all your other women
 But I still love to wash in your old bathwater
 You make me feel like I couldn't love another
 I can't help it, you're my kind of man
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 Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?
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 And so I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles
 Diligently doubtful through all kinds of troubles
 Then I find myself choking on all my contradictions
 'Cause I still love to wash in your old bathwater
 Love to think that you couldn't love another
 Share a toothbrush you're my kind of man
 I still love to wash in your old bathwater
 Make me feel like I couldn't love another
 I can't help it you're my kind of man
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 No I can't help myself
 I can't help myself
 I still love to wash in your old bathwater