Drove downtown in the rain
Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
Just to check out the late-night record shop
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane;
But when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.

It's a matter of instinct, It's a matter of conditioning,
It's a matter of fact.
You can call me Pavlov's dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivate - how'd you like that?
Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue,
'Cause right now I'm

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Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did

So I'm lying here
Just staring at the ceiling tiles,
And I'm thinking about what to think about
Just listening and relistening to Smiley Smile,
And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative drought
Because I'm

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And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox
Wondering where the hell all the love has gone,
Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun
And singing "Fun, Fun, Fun."

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I had a dream
That I was three hundred pounds
And though I was very heavy
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me because I'm

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Drove downtown in the rain
Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
Just to check out the late-night record shop.
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane;
But when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.