Catch My Disease

Ben Lee · Catch My Disease [2005]

My head is a box filled with nothing

and that's the way I like it

My garden's a secret compartment

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

Your body's a dream that turns violent

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

The winter is long in the city

and that's the way I like it



So please

Baby please

Open your heart

Catch my disease



I was backstage at Pomona

and that's the way I like it

She drank beer with Coke Cola

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

She told me about the winds from Santa Anna

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

She told me she'd love me like fireworks

and that's the way I like it



So please

Baby please

open your eyes

and catch my disease

So please

Baby please

come on

and catch my disease



catch it

Na na na na na na na na na



(laughter)



they play Good Charlotte on the radio

and thats the way i like it

they play Sleepy Jackson on the radio

and thats the way i like it

and thats the way i like it

I hear Beoyonce on the radio

and thats the way i like it

cause thats the way i like it

they dont play me on the radio

but thats the way i like it



So please

Baby please

Open your heart

catch my disease



So please

Baby please

Come on

And catch my disease

Catch my disease!



nananananananana

Catch my disease

nananananananana

Catch my disease

nananananananana

Catch my disease



nananananananana

nananananananana



nananananananana

nananana

nananananananana (ooooo)