Rhythms, like to take 'em
Grooves, don't like to make 'em
Steal 'em from some really old songs
'Cause sometimes you'll find
That our stage makes you blind
You see, baby, I'm the pilfering kind
Words, we just rewrite 'em
Just to try to hide 'em
Stole it from ol' Rosemary's time
But they turned up their nose
And they let it all go
So baby, I'm the pilfering kind
So when we floundered down there
Like ol' Stenmarck did ere
Just imagine my certain surprise
No help from first aid or Sir Svante's brigade
And screams of bloc voting were in the air
I'm just a silly old boy who ripped off a good tune
And all it took was a portion of an afternoon
But what sense does it make
All I am is a fake
And it didn't even work, I guess I'll take a break
Yoohoo... aha ooh...
Words, we just rewrite 'em
Just to try to hide 'em
Stole it from ol' Rosemary's time
They turned up their nose
And they let it all go
So baby, I'm the pilfering kind
So when we floundered down there
Like ol' Stenmarck did ere
Just imagine my certain surprise
No help from first aid or Sir Svante's brigade
And screams of bloc voting were in the air
I'm just a silly old boy who ripped off a good tune
All it took was a portion of an afternoon
But what sense does it make
All I am is a fake
And it didn't even work, I guess I'll take a break
Yoohoo... aha ooh...
Oh, rhythms, like to take 'em
Grooves, don't like to make 'em
Stole 'em from ol' Rosemary's time
But why? Heaven knows, didn't work, I suppose
Still baby, I'm the pilfering kind
But they turned up their nose
And they let it all go
But baby, I'm the pilfering kind
Yeah, guess I was blind
Thought it all would be fine
Baby, I'm the pilfering kind
Oh yeah
Oh... oh... oh yeah
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