The Magic - Eels
Lyrics by：Mark Oliver Everett
Composed by：John Parish/Mark Oliver Everett
I get it don't sweat it I'm not your cup of tea
Believe it or not not everyone loves me
But try me you'll find me a personality
That you can't get enough of once you can feel
The magic
Feel the magic
I saw you you saw me I saw you look away
I went to say hello you said you had a busy day
I fretted regretted and felt myself shrink
I beg you to open your mind you
May be on the brink
Of magic
Feel the magic
I bet it you fled it I guess I'm not for you
Projection rejection it's really nothing new
So many not ready don't see that I'm all this
Alone again and naturally what do I do
With the magic
Oh the magic
