Superstition

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 There's no other way around it There's no other way to slice it There's no more superstition There's no more superstition There's no—