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Out of Touch

Daryl Hall & John Oates

Shake it up is all that we know

Using bodies up as we go

I'm waking up to fantasy

The shades all around are the colors we used to see

Broken ice still melts in the sun

And ties that are broken can often be one again

We're soul alone

And soul really matters to me

Take a look around

You're out of touch

I'm out of time (time)

But I'm out of my head when you're not around

You're out of touch

I'm out of time (time)

But I'm out of my head when you're not around

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Reaching out for something to hold

Looking for a love where the climate is cold

Manic moves and drowsy dreams

Living in the middle between the two extremes

Smoking guns hot to the touch

Would cool down if we didn't use them so much, yeah

We're soul alone

And soul really matters to me

Too much

You're out of touch

I'm out of time (time)

But I'm out of my head when you're not around

You're out of touch

I'm out of time (time)

But I'm out of my head when you're not around

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

(Out of touch, out of touch)

You're out of touch

I'm out of time

But I'm out of my head when you're not around

(You're out of touch)

I'm out of time (time)

(But I'm out of my head when you're not around) around

(You're out of touch) we're soul alone, girl

(I'm out of time)

But I'm out of my head when you're not around (not around)

(You're out of touch)

(I'm out of time) out of touch

(But I'm out of my head when you're not around) out of time, girl

(You're out of touch)

Reach out for something to hold (time)

(But I'm out of my head when you're not around) too cold, girl

(You're out of touch) too cold, girl

(I'm out of time) too cold, girl

Yeah, hope you will listen (not around)

(You're out of touch) out of touch

(I'm out of time) out of time, out of touch

(But I'm out of my head when you're not around)

(You're out of touch) yeah

I'm out of time (time)

(But I'm out of my head when you're not around...)

Written by: Daryl Hall, John Oates

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Wawa

Somebody told Mitt Romney it was Wawa, not Wawa's. You can't convince me they didn't. The fact he didn't listen, then "corrected" them in his, I-not-robot routine speaks VOLUMES about his view of teh little people --he won't listen to them & thinks he knows better

and don't even fucking get me started on the fact that he couldn't name a mutha fuckin donut