Lyrics Ben Lee – Catch My Disease

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

So please
Baby please
Open your heart
And catch my disease

I was backstage in Pomona
And that’s the way I like it
She drank beer with coca-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 Ana
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

They play good charlotte on the radio
And that’s the way I like it
They play sleepy Jackson on the radio
And that’s the way I like it
And that’s the way I like it
I hear Beyonce on the radio
And that’s the way I like it
And that’s the way I like it
They don’t play me on the radio
But that’s the way I like it

So please
Baby please
Open your heart
And catch my disease

So please
Baby please
C’mon
And catch my disease