James Brown is Dead

This isn't love
 It would require too much touching up
 This isn't love
 A word like that just isn't rough enough
 And there's a pair of size sevens k-k-keeping the beat
 And I'm staring pretty hard, but it's not at her feet
 She caught my glances, and she walked right up my way
 James Brown is dead
 So what's the point in pretending
 Any of us still have some kind of soul?
 Get it out of your head
 What's the point in remembering?
 It's assured that you're not breaking the mold
 James Brown is dead
 Oh, something I can't quite find inside myself
 Love, so I look for it in someone else
 And there's a pair of size sevens k-k-keeping the beat
 I'm staring pretty hard, but it's not at her feet
 She caught my glances, and she walked right up my way
 And there still stuck in my head
 Every single word she said
 That breathy jingle
 James Brown is dead
 So what's the point in pretending
 Any of us still have some kind of soul?
 Get it out of your head
 What's the point in remembering?
 It's assured that you're not breaking the mold
 James Brown is dead
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 And there still stuck in my head
 Every single word she said
 That breathy jingle
 James Brown is dead
 So what's the point in pretending
 Any of us still have some kind of soul?
 Get it our of your head
 What's the point in remembering?
 It's assured that you're not breaking the mold
 James Brown is dead
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 (James Brown is dead)
 (Get it out of your head)