New Body Lyrics

I've had too much to drink, too much to think
And I'm dancing with the devil with his two left feet

He's honest, I know, I gotta like you but then
All flaccid red anger, a bit overweight, a bit stupid

But I'm nervous to tell him, to say what I think
Because you analyse and give me three marks out of five

Well I guess I need thicker skin
To stop letting it in
[?]

I don't feel a thing
I don't feel a thing
Nothing

I'm in love

[?] impressed
He tells me it's nonsense, he tells me I'm possessed

Well, maybe he's right I can do what I like
I've got some high-heeled boots, he can wear his tap-dance shoes

I'll kick him where he really needs it
[?]

And this is how we finally broke it
And this is how we finally broke it

I don't feel a thing
I don't feel a thing
Nothing

He has a glove
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