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Chris Knox - The Hell of It lyrics

Artist: Chris Knox

album: Beat


You got yourself a little bit
To share around a little bit
You'll find you got a little bit
From the outside
You wanna get a little bit more
You wanna be recognised and adored
You can't abide just being ignored
From the outside
You tell him, no, you're celibate
He does it for the hell of it
Now you can't lose the smell of it
From your psyche
And now you're feeling destitute
He says hey babe, your breasts are cute
You give his pouting chest a boot
Serves him rightly
But when they look at you with hunger in their eyes
You cannot stand to be confronted by their needs
What relevance have these poor geeks in your sweet life
They only lose to emphasise how you succeed
You play the field a little bit
You stay concealed a little bit
But still you feel a little bit
On the outside
You wanna play a little bit more
You wanna stop from being so bored
You wanna separate from the horde
On the outside
You'll hide inside your shell a bit
Outside he'll scream and yell a bit
You will not choose to dwell on it
In your wisdom
And now you're feeling disinclined
To keep each piece of this in mind
Your reference points are misaligned
Fuzzed and distant
But when they look at you with hunger in their eyes
You cannot stand to be confronted by their needs
What relevance have these poor geeks in your sweet life
They only lose to emphasise how you succeed
And you are better out of it
On top there is no doubt of it
The view is awesome and their bodies break your fall
Why stumble round like all the rest
Who'd be content with second best
There'll be no sleep till you have conquered over all
You got yourself a little bit
To share around a little bit
You'll find you got a little bit
From the outside
You wanna get a little bit more
You wanna be recognised and adored
You can't abide just being ignored
From the outside
You tell him, no, you're celibate
He does it for the hell of it
Now you can't lose the smell of it
From your psyche
And now you're feeling destitute
He says hey babe, your breasts are cute
You give his pouting chest a boot
Serves him rightly
But when they look at you with hunger in their eyes
You cannot stand to be confronted by their needs
What relevance have these poor geeks in your sweet life
They only lose to emphasise how you succeed
And you are better out of it
On top there is no doubt of it
The view is awesome and their bodies break your fall
Why stumble round like all the rest
Who'd be content with second best
There'll be no sleep till you have conquered over all

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