(x4)
The cardboard head I see
Has found its way to me
It's old and it's old and it's old
Making me cry
I sleep but I will not move
I'm too scared to leave my room
But I won't be defeated, oh no
What if cards don't go my way
Then it's sure to spoil my day
But in voices loud and clear
You say to me
Chorus:
It's Only Superstition
It's only your imagination
It's only part of the things that you feel
And the things which you can not explain
Keep clean for the thousandth time
Stand still and wait in line
Some numbers are better than others ohhh...
What if cards don't go my way
Then its sure to spoil my day
But in voices loud and clear
You say to me
Chorus:
It's Only Superstition
It's only your imagination
It's only part of the things that you feel
And the things which you can not explain
And it's making me cry
And it's making me cry love
And i'm slipping away now
Yea i'm slipping awa...ay
It's Only Superstition, only your imagination
It's Only Superstition, Only Superstition