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There's something kinda funny 'bout a man making money |
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Of a blonde haired blue eyed girl |
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He's got a child at home who he likes to leave alone |
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For his blonde haired blue eyed girl |
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Carmell, where you gonna run to |
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When the sky comes crashing in on you |
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Slow down, who you gonna turn to |
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When there's nothing left for you to prove |
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And I can't control myself |
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And I won't be no one else |
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No I can't control myself |
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And I wouldn't want to be anywhere else |
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Is it true what they say about you do you know it too? |
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There's nothing very funny 'bout a man spending money |
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On a blonde haired blue eyed girl |
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He's got a child at home who he loves to leave alone |
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For his blonde haired blue eyed girl |
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Carmell, where you gonna run to |
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When the sky comes crashing in on you |
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Slow down, who you gonna turn to |
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When there's nothing left for you to prove |
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And I can't control myself |
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And I won't be no one else |
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No I can't control myself |
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And I wouldn't want to be anywhere else |
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It's true what they say about you do you know it too? |
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And I can't control myself |
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And I won't be on one else |
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No I can't control myself |
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And I wouldn't want to be anywhere else |
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It's true what they say about you and |
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I know it too |
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I always knew it too |