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Creepy, Creepy Love

Songwriters are always trying to write a sexy love song, but sometimes sexy just comes out wrong. So James Blunt, Jack Johnson, Ben Harper: this is your flipside. You're one inappropriate comment from scaring the women off for good. Recorded live at the Bell House in Brooklyn, NY Lyrics: I saw you on the subway You were all alone You gave me a quick glance So I followed you home You started walking quickly When I turned down all the same streets Pretty soon we both were sprinting Then you ran into your building You thought you lost me at your door Then the lights when on on the third floor Now I know where you live And all I want to give you is my love My creepy, creepy love I don't like your doorman He always tells me that you're gone I'm just trying to get your shoe size For this little thing that I'm working on Why must you hide from me Can't you let me inside? I'll be A gentleman you won't get hurt I just want to smell your shirts You're faking this whole hard edge Oh, I've been through your garbage And these charges filed are frivolous Girl, all I want to give you is my love My creepy, creepy love All I want to give you is my love My creepy love Why can't you feel my yearning? I'm literally burning I mean literally, I lit myself on fire I'm the fuel you're the matches If you'd just sift through these ashes Maybe the thing you'd catch is my desire And my creepy love I'm a hunka hunka burnin' creepy love I've seen you with that new guy The one that lives uptown I don't think that you should see someone Who won't for much longer be around And I don't like that place you work I show up and they go berserk I only want to see you To dress like you and to be you I want you unobstructed So don't think of it as abducted Oh, that just sounds too negative When all I want to give you is my love My creepy, creepy love My staring-at-you-too-long-in-public love My standing-outside-the-window-in-a-rainstorm-with-no-umbrella love My creepy love