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Yeah, I'm losing my English accent
Think of all the changes you put me through, girl
Back against the pit boss again
And now I'm fencing with him with just a fountain pen

See I'm dead as a dog on these one-night stands
And now I'm in these classes just to be your man
I just wanted my big toe in the soft, soft sand
Now I'm neck deep in the quick, quick

So tell me, are you ready for the bitter truth?
Authenticity trip, yes, two hundred proof
But I keep it in the cupboard by your baby tooth
That your mom saved, I think your mommy's nice

So tonight we're taking a jet-plane 'round
To somebody's house out in the Hollywood Hills
I said the Hollywood Hills, like I've been there before
But I haven't in a while or really at all

Go, someday I'll win, I'm not Ichabod Crane
And though dark my days, I'll say until then
Someday I'll win, I'm not Ichabod Crane
So mark it down while I say it again

I'm stuck here in Bubble's of Teaneck
Since you kicked me out, it just seems like a good place to be
Gonna get my head straight again
With some guys with some time and some clothes that get cleaned

We're dancing in the window like we like to dance
Get a full head of steam in our waggled-up stance
'Cause tonight Sleepy Hollow's just a few miles away
With dramatic re-enactments and an overnight stay

Go, someday I'll win, I'm not Ichabod Crane
And though dark my days, I'll say until then
Someday I'll win, I'm not Ichabod Crane
So mark it down while I say it again

Someday I'll win, I'm not Ichabod Crane
And though dark my days, I'll say until then
Someday I'll win, I'm not Ichabod Crane
So mark it down while I say it again