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 You  your museum of lovers
 The precious collection  housed in your covers
  simpleness threatened by my own admission
 
 And the  are much to heavy
 In  insecure condition
 My pregnant mind is fat full  envy again
 
 Chorus
 But I  love to wash in your old bathwater
 Love to think that you  love another
 I  help it...you're my kind of man
 
  and adored by attractive women
  selection at your discretion
  know I'm diving into my own destruction
 
 So why do we choose the boys  are naughty
  don't fit in so why do you want me?
 And I know I can't tame you...but I  keep trying
 
 'Cause I love to wash in your old 
 Love to think that you couldn't love 
 On  list with all your other women
 
 Chorus
 But  still love to wash in your old bathwater
 You make me feel  I couldn't love another
 I  help it.. you're my kind of man
 
 Why do the good girls always want  bad boys?
 
 And so I pacify problems with kisses and 
 Diligently doubtful  all kinds of troubles
 Then I find myself choking on all  contradictions
 
 'Cause I still love to  in your old bathwater
 Love to think that you couldn't  another
  a toothbrush...you're my kind of man
 
 Chorus
 I still love  wash in your old bathwater
 Make me  like I couldn't love another
 I can't help it... you're my kind of 
 
 No  can't help myself
 I can't  myself
 I  love to wash in your old bathwater