BECK - Fuckin' With My Head lyrics

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I ain't got no inclination<br>Give away my sweet sensation<br>Sleepin in an old toolshed<br>Scumbag cryin' on his pillow<br><br>When you wanna be with me, then we will see<br>Who's fuckin' with my head<br>Hey hey hey hey<br>Fuckin' with my head<br>Hey hey hey hey<br><br>Found myself in new orleans<br>With a scarecrow in my jeans<br>Beat my forehead through the ceilin'<br>Drank my coffee with a hubcap...yeah<br><br>When you want to be with me, then we will see<br>Who's fuckin' with my head<br>No no no no<br>Fuckin' with my head<br>Hey hey hey hey<br><br>Devil's got your pantyhose on his head<br>Oh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got is cornbread<br>Well, you turn my body into a crutch<br>And now I'm limpin' all over when I feel your touch...oh yeah<br>Oooh...<br>Oooh...rode up on my check-out boots<br>Runnin' wild on the bayou<br>Now talkin' on a walkie-talkie<br>Credit card glued to my hand...feels good<br><br>When you wanna be with me, then we will see<br>Who's fuckin' with my head<br>Hey hey hey hey<br>No no no no<br>Fuckin' with my head<br>Make me feel like an asshole<br>I ain't got no soul<br>I ain't got no soul<br>No no no no<br>No no no no<br>No no no no<br>No no no no