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So I heard you found somebody elseAnd at first, I thought it was a lieI took all my things that make soundsThe rest I can do without
I don’t want your bodyBut I hate to think about you with somebody elseOur love has gone coldYou’re intertwining your soul with somebody elseI’m looking through youWhile you’re looking through your phoneAnd then leaving with somebody elseNo, I don’t want your bodyBut I’m picturing your body with somebody else
I don’t want your body, I don’t want your bodyI don’t want your body, I don’t want your bodyI don’t want your body, I don’t want your bodyI don’t want your body, I don’t want your body
And c’mon baby (I know)This ain’t the last time that I’ll see your faceAnd c’mon baby (I know)You said you’d find someone to take my place
I just don’t believe that you have got it in you‘Cause we are just gonna keep doing it every timeI start to believe in anything you’re sayingI’m reminded that I should be gettin’ over it
I don’t want your bodyBut I hate to think about you with somebody elseOur love has gone coldYou’re intertwining your soul with somebody elseI’m looking through youWhile you’re looking through your phoneAnd then leaving with somebody elseNo, I don’t want your bodyBut I’m picturing your body with somebody else
I don’t want your body, I don’t want your bodyI don’t want your body, I don’t want your bodyI don’t want your body, I don’t want your bodyI don’t want your body, I don’t want your body
Get someone you love?Get someone you need?Fuck that, get moneyI can’t give you my soul‘Cause we’re never aloneGet someone you love?Get someone you need?Fuck that, get moneyI can’t give you my soul‘Cause we’re never alone
Get someone you love?Get someone you need?Fuck that, get moneyI can’t give you my soul‘Cause we’re never aloneGet someone you love?Get someone you need?Fuck that, get moneyI can’t give you my soul‘Cause we’re never alone
I don’t want your bodyBut I hate to think about you with somebody elseOur love has gone coldYou’re intertwining your soul with somebody elseI’m looking through youWhile you’re looking through your phoneAnd then leaving with somebody elseNo, I don’t want your bodyBut I’m picturing your body with somebody else
The 1975 – Somebody Else
The 1975 – Somebody Else
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