Where Do You Get Off? - Live

She's got the eyes of a snake

Loaded dice, raising stakes from a cash cow

I'll be her burn victim, hyperthermic, so damn hot

Come to smiling like I blacked out in Glasgow

I woke up in the name that I wore

Last night to the sound of an empty bed

And it's ringing in my ears just like

Sweet nothings from the voices in my head

Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh Lord, don't ask me what I mean

Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh Lord

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She's got the touch of an anesthesiologist, please put me under

Because I tremble with the notion that there's something unsaid

But in my head I'll mumble reticently, I wonder how

I woke up in the middle of my surgery and I watched them botch my heart

Only the second worst thing that I could've thought was

That this won't have to end if it doesn't start

Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh Lord, don't ask me what I mean

Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh Lord

♪

I'll never know, I'll never know

I'll never know, I'll never know what it's like

What it's like to love you

I'll never know, I'll never know

I'll never know, I'll never know what it's like

What it's like to fuck you!

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So, where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh Lord, heart bluer than my balls!

Where do you get off being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh Lord, just say that it's on me