Solo Flights - Eagles of Death Metal
I don't need a reason, baby
I don't have to worry
I keep a tight grip on myself
I ain't in no kind of hurry
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
So tired of fooling around
In just a one way conversation
What the stitch is, I scratch what itches
Bravo, self-gratification
Nobody does me like I do
I'm just a one man operation
Beg me to show you the ropes
Well, come get your edumacation
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get to love me
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it
you don't get it
No one gets to love me!
You don't get it, no
'Cause I'll get it on
No one gonna hold my hand
It's got a full-time occupation
I close my eyes and picture you
And cut out all the aggravation
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it
You won't get it
No one gets to love me!
You don't get it, no
'Cause I'll get home
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