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Nobody knows That I am secret spyI follow you homeCareful to walk behind youI climb up your treeAnd hide in the leavesTo keep you from seeing who I amCall me obsessedBut I need to know your nameYour age, your addressAnd where in the world you came fromIt's silly to thinkThat I'm on the brinkOf falling right off my rockerOh, I wanna knowAll about your momAnd your favorite songAnd why you hynotize meWell, I'll tell you whyI'm the definition ofObsessive compulsive crazy loveSongtexteLate after darkYour light is on upstairsAnd I watch you danceAs if you were Fred AstaireA little finesseA sparkly dressAnd I could be Ginger RogersOh, I wanna knowAll the books you readAnd your favorite sweetsAnd why you hynotize meWell, I'll tell you whyI'm the definition ofObsessive compulsive crazyLa la la I'm like a fireflyLa la love in the evening skyI'm all aglow whenever I see you walking byOh, I wanna knowIf you ever planTo hold my handAnd why you hynotize meWell, I'll tell you whyI'm the definitionOh, I wanna knowIf you ever planTo hold my handI'm the definition ofObsessive compulsive crazy love Aus Songtexte Mania