Freak

I'm so high In love with my friend And I don't wanna try, but it's happening again So, I walk around at a quarter past ten With a picture of baby to make me feel bad But it felt so sure It felt so clean It felt discreetly not the same When I look at you Oh, baby Oh, baby After all, I guess I'm just some kind of freak And after all, I guess I'm just some kind of freak And after all, I guess I'm just some kind of neat freak Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh