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I Do Lyrics — Placebo | Dork

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Placebo
I Do Lyrics

Lyrics

I Do

From Once More With Feeling2004

Written by Brian Molko, Stefan Olsdal

Produced by Phil Vinall

Lyrics

I Do

I want to be much more like you Your effortlessly graceful scene That drips from every pore of you Where logic cannot intervene I want to take a bath with you And wash the chaos from my skin I want to fall in love with you So how do we begin? I want to be a girl like you The way you swing your hips in jeans I want to wear my face like you Shiseido Mac and Maybelline I want to paint the town with you And tickle you until you scream I want to fall in love with you I want to say I do I want to say I do I want to say I do I want to say I do I want to say I do I want to be much more like you The way your smile lights up the room I'll kick back as men flirt with you To jealousy I'll stay immune This confidence in me and you This hope that you and I will bloom I want to fall in love with you I want to say I do I want to say I do I want to say I do I want to say I do I want to say I do The question is do you?

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About this track

"I Do" is a song by Placebo from the album Once More With Feeling, released in 2004. The song was written by Brian Molko, Stefan Olsdal. It was produced by Phil Vinall.

Placebo profile →Once More With Feeling album →Track profile →

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Brian Molko— 306 credits as songwriter & producer →
Stefan Olsdal— 265 credits as songwriter & producer →

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