Creeps Me Out (Rock Mix)

Fourteen people in the club Ima Robot, what, no love?
backstage she came rolling up she said, "
Do anything and I love ya" Well this must be a mistake girl you're way too hot, you could make a million dollars with the face you've got, Don't you know my last album was a flop?
She said "
Do anything and I love ya", Well, I don't do love letters, I'm no good with flowers, If I forget your birthday will you still love me?
What are the odds of, One true love you say "
High", but I have my doubts, What are the odds of, Me letting you down, please don't cry it's just your love, it creeps me out.
Now she can't stop from lovin' me, Makin' me food, touchin' me, I told her I ain't got money on me, she said "
Do anything and I love ya", Yeah, I know your mom makes fun of me, and you caught your best friend under me, I guess this means you're done with me, she said "
Do anything and I love ya", Well, I go out all hours, You get strange phone calls, I'm so A.
D with you, but, you still love me, What are the odds of, One true love you say "
High", but I have my doubts, What are the odds of, me letting you down, please don't cry it's just your love, it creeps me out.
You're creepin' me out.
She don't screw my friends and she cleans up my house, all of this love, girl, is creepin' me out.
She don't screw my friends and she cleans up my house, all of this love, girl, is creepin' me out.
What are the odds of, One true love you say "
High", but I have my doubts, What are the odds of, me letting you down, please don't cry, it's just your love, it creeps me out.
You're creepin' me out.
You're creepin' me out.
Girl, you're creepin' me out.
Girl, you creep me out.



Credits
Writer(s): Filip Velemir Nikolic, Alex M T Ebert, Justin Meldal Johnsen, Tim R Anderson, Scott P Deavours, William Hort Mann
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