Guided By Voices I Get Rid Of You
I get rid of you with everything I do I get rid of you x2 You’re my kind of woman Tell me what to do And I will not pretend to be Extending a hand that holds the key Unlocking a plan that can consider you And you are ill prepared to fight Living in a world of soft and white In air conditioned battle zones I pity you And from here to you I’m seeing souls in collision Who can they be? With eyes in all directions But why can’t they see? That the site of you Is starting up a war inside of me The sight of you Is building up a war inside of me You’re my kind of woman I get rid of you
