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I don ́t know what I ́m dreaming of, but I ́m not dreaming of you. So point your middlefinger and I point it back at you. And you said you liked my haircut well I think that it ́s a start. Well I think I like your haircut, but it looks like Ringo Starr ́s, Oh yeah! So excuse my revelation I ́m not hanging by a string. And I build up my own nation, to make myself the king. I don ́t know what I ́m dreaming of, well, I ́m not dreaming of you. So point your middlefinger and I point it back at you. Oh yeah! (Middlefinger) I ́m lost in contemplation on what is left to say. And the investigation was sadly doomed to fail. I don ́t know what I ́m dreaming of, well, I ́m not dreaming of you. So point your middlefinger and I point it back at you. Oh yeah! (Middlefinger) So beware misunderstanding, the worst is yet to come expect a bumpy landing And you know where this comes from. I don ́t know what you ́re dreaming of Well I suppose that it ́s not me. So point your middlefinger And I won ́t disagree. From Letras Mania