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—