Superstition - HalfNoise

She comes in quicker than anything I have seen

Quicker than anything I could dream

Is this superstition?

Then she runs in holding my hands in her hands

Holding her head in my hands

Is this superstition?

There’s no other way around it

There’s no other way to slice it

There’s no other way around it

There’s no other way to slice it

Then she comes in quicker than anything I had seen

Quicker than anything I could dream

Is it superstition?

Then I come in holding her hands, baby, now

Dance, dance, dance it out

Is it superstition?

There’s no other way

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Then she comes in

Like a battleship

Oh, she comes in

Like a rolling stone

When she comes in