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I'm supposed to love you |
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But I don't know why |
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'Cause you don't want |
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To have nothing to with me, no |
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You hurt my feeling |
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And you make me cry |
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And it's the kind of thing |
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That gets next to me |
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Yes, stand out |
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Let me tell whatever you are |
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Now yo say your mother taught you |
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To tell right from wrong |
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But this will show you |
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The divine line between a weak and a strong |
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If you go around blaming people |
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By the color of their size |
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All I can tell you people is |
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That you're in for a big surprise |
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Yes, stand out |
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I think you ought to stand out |
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So I can say whatever you are |
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Stand out stand out |
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Now you supposed to love me |
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And if you don't know why |
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Now I'm your ticket to heaven |
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And that ain't no lie |
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I see a mass line of jet set |
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All filled up with hate |
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You better put some love in his life |
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Come on, hours getting late |
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Stand out |
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I think you ought to stand out |
