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People passing by, all through the night They use my senses in strange ways She knows just what you are, like a fading star And she uses my senses in strange ways * You`ve got to think zinc Think a, think a Think a, think a Think a, think a Ooh ** You`ve got to think zinc Think a, think zinc Think a, think zinc Zinc, zinc Ooh ** People passing by, all through the night They use my numbers in strange ways Over the telephone, you should hear them groan I crossed his wires in strange ways * RepeatRepeatAll my favorite people child, you gotta think zinc All my favorite people child, you gotta think zinc RepeatRepeatRepeat three timesOh hmm hmm RepeatRepeatRepeatThink zinc, think zinc baby Think zinc, think zinc baby |