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Anybody else with a head like yours Would come and pick me up at the liquor store. And we'd go out east where I'd try to meet Anybody else with a head like yours. Gut rotting out, I get paranoid Gut rotting out, I get paranoid Of anybody else with a smile so slick. Our doctor up and split and we both got sick. When I look behind, guess what I find? Several angry women holding bottles of rouge. Gut rotting out, I get paranoid Of my gut rotting out, I get paranoid. Anybody else with a head like yours Would come and pick me up. And my gut's rotting out, gut's rotting out, I get paranoid Of my gut rotting out, gut rotting out, I get paranoid. Anybody else with a head like yours Anybody else with a head like yours Anybody else, anybody else, Anybody else with a head like yours Gut rotting out, I get paranoid Gut rotting out, I get paranoid. Aus Songtexte Mania