Itch

You're an itch
which
I can't seem to scratch,
an itch that I can't scratch,
and it's driving me mad.

You're a cough
that
I can't seem to shake,
a habit I can't break,
and it's driving me mad.

And if I just shake my hair,
shake it loose,
would that get rid of you?
How can I get rid of you?

You're a fool
who
just won't understand.
You're an itch I can't shake
and it's driving me mad.

And if I just shake my hair,
shake it loose,
would that get rid of you?
How can I get rid of you?

And if I just shake my hair,
shake it loose,
would that get rid of you?
How can I get rid of you?

You know, I'm pretty sure I could
if I really wanted to.

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