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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