Little Black Backpack (Remastered)

Well, I know it
 It's a shame, a shame, I can't show it
 And I see it
 I can see it now, but I'm so far below it
 Don't wanna, don't wanna talk about it
 I say, "Why not?" Don't wanna think about it
 I say there's got to be some good reason
 For your little, black backpack
 Up, smack, turn around, he's on his back, and
 Don't wanna tango with you
 I'd rather tangle with him
 I think I'm gonna bash his head in
 And this shouldn't concern you except that
 Just don't expect to get your bloody, black backpack back
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 And I can feel you, yes, I can
 What about that don't you understand?
 And I sense you
 It's something sensual, but it's less than I planned
 Don't wanna, don't wanna talk about it
 I say, "Why not?" Don't wanna think about it
 I say there's got to be some good reason
 For your little, black backpack
 Up, smack, turn around, he's on his back, and
 Don't wanna tango with you
 I'd rather tangle with him
 I think I'm gonna bash his head in
 And this shouldn't concern you except that
 Just don't expect to get your bloody, black backpack back
 You're trying to find a reason
 For the way you feel tonight
 Your mind is lined with layers of lead
 Have you heard one thing that I've said?
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 Don't wanna talk about it
 I say, "Why not?" Don't wanna think about it
 I say there's got to be some good reason
 For your little, black backpack
 Up, smack, turn around, he's on his back
 And I don't wanna tango with you
 I'd rather tangle with him
 I think I'm gonna bash his head in
 This shouldn't concern you except that
 Just don't expect to get your bloody, black backpack back
 Don't wanna tango with you
 I'd rather tangle with him
 I think I'm gonna bash his head in
 This shouldn't concern you except that
 Just don't expect to get your bloody, black backpack back