Blood
Take a walk
Brush this dirt of my shoulder
Hey brother would you please just let it be
Another one that I love been run over
Get away, get away, get away from me
Another one that I love runs away
Another stain that I just can't seem to get out
I kiss your lips with the back of my palm
So get away, get away, get away
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
I'm a girl who enjoys a cigar
And the kinda woman who enjoys sleeping with your friends
I'll kick the glass right out of your hand
If you ever try to get me to commit again
I sleep with my legs wide open
I will die with my my arms wrapped around myself
And when I do can you sing at my funeral
Get away, get away, get away, get away
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
So pack your things and run on home
So pack your things you're better off on your own
And rest assured you'll never be cured
And rest assured you'll never be cured
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
If you love me you gotta let me live
If you love me let me live
If you love me you gotta let me live
If you love me let me live
Brush this dirt of my shoulder
Hey brother would you please just let it be
Another one that I love been run over
Get away, get away, get away from me
Another one that I love runs away
Another stain that I just can't seem to get out
I kiss your lips with the back of my palm
So get away, get away, get away
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
I'm a girl who enjoys a cigar
And the kinda woman who enjoys sleeping with your friends
I'll kick the glass right out of your hand
If you ever try to get me to commit again
I sleep with my legs wide open
I will die with my my arms wrapped around myself
And when I do can you sing at my funeral
Get away, get away, get away, get away
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
So pack your things and run on home
So pack your things you're better off on your own
And rest assured you'll never be cured
And rest assured you'll never be cured
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
Man that girl's a disease
She'll get into your blood and she'll never leave
If you love me you gotta let me live
If you love me let me live
If you love me you gotta let me live
If you love me let me live
Credits
Writer(s): William Patrick Corgan, Carmen Van Den Berg, Rosie Oddie, Fred Fuller, Ralph Fuller
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