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Oh, yeahRipped jeans, a blue eyes |
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I knew right away |
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I was in trouble that night |
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Tattoos, he don't shave |
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Makes a good little girl wanna misbehave |
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I won't be takin' him a-home any time soon |
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It ain't a good move, woah |
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I keep givin' him my permission |
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To break me down and steal my kisses |
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I don't know where |
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I went wrong |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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In so many ways |
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I dare not mention |
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He keeps pullin' me in his direction |
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I guess you were right all along |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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Chrome hearts, a steal chains |
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And nothing but you know what on his brain |
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Full speed, top down |
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Like Bonnie and |
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Clyde tearing up this town |
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I know you raised my better than this |
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But how can |
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I resist? |
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WoahI keep givin' him my permission |
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To break me down and steal my kisses |
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I don't know where |
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I went wrong |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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In so many ways |
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I dare not mention |
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He keeps pullin' me in his direction |
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I guess you were right all along |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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He's got this hold on me |
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Just like you said it would be |
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I didn't listen and now |
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I can't walk away |
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I won't be takin' him a home any time soon |
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It ain't a good move, woah, woah |
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I keep givin' him my permission |
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To break me down and steal my kisses |
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I don't know where |
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I went wrong |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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In so many ways |
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I dare not mention |
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He keeps pullin' me in his direction |
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I guess you were right all along |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama |
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Ripped jeans, a blue eyes |
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I knew right away |
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I was in trouble that night |
