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Everybody's staring at my... Everybody's out to catch my...eye... I've gotta think it over I've gotta think it over Everybody's got somebody to... All I wanted was a body to...hide... I've gotta think it over I've gotta think it over I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint. Dog is barking, head is hurting Car is chasing, hands are dirty I've gotta think it over I've gotta think it over I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint. (It's the way I feel inside) I'm not a saint. I'm not a saint. (Takes me over sometimes) Aus Songtexte Mania