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  and your museum of lovers
  precious collection you've housed in your covers
 My simpleness threatened  my own admission
 
 And the bags are much to 
  my insecure condition
 My  mind is fat full with envy again
 
 Chorus
  I still love to wash in your old bathwater
 Love  think that you couldn't love another
 I cant help  my kind of man
 
 Haunted and adored by attractive 
 Bountiful  at your discretion
 I know I'm  into my own destruction
 
 So why do we  the boys that are naughty
 I don't fit  so why do you want me?
 And I know I can't tame  I just keep trying
 
 'Cause I love to wash  your old bathwater
 Love to think that  couldn't love another
 On  list with all your other women
 
 Chorus
 But I  love to wash in your old bathwater
 You make  feel like I couldn't love another
 I  help it.. you're my kind of man
 
 Why do the good girls always want the bad 
 
  so I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles
 Diligently  through all kinds of troubles
 Then  find myself choking on all my contradictions
 
 'Cause  still love to wash in your old bathwater
 Love to think that you couldn't  another
  a toothbrush...you're my kind of man
 
 Chorus
 I still love to wash  your old bathwater
 Make me feel like I couldn't love 
 I can't help it... you're  kind of man
 
 No I can't help 
 I can't help 
 I still  to wash in your old bathwater