I'm so bent all out of shape
Baby, can you set me straight?
Set me back up on the square
I hope it's not too late
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
Now I'm wondering where my mind was at
Let's set this thing right
Before the night is through
Every now and then
I feel this way
I cried the whole night long
Every now and then
I call your name
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not ashamed
Tell me now, don't hesitate
I'm so bent all out of shape
If you still care, set this straight
I hope it's not too late

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