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Here she comes |
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(Here she comes) |
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That little town flirt |
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(Here she comes) |
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You're falling for her |
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And you're gonna get hurt. |
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Yeah, I know it so hard to resist |
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The temptation of the tender red lips. |
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But you can get hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt |
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Yeah, you can get hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt |
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Foolin' around with that little town flirt. |
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Here she comes |
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(Here she comes) |
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Through that look in her eyes |
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(Here she comes) |
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She plays around |
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With every guy that goes by. |
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Yeah, I know she's gonna treat you wrong |
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So your heart just get better be strong. |
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'Cause you can get hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt |
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Yeah, you can get hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt |
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Foolin' around with that little town flirt. |
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I know how you feel, you think her love is real |
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You think this time she'll be sincere |
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But you think you got a paper heart |
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When she starts to tear it apart |
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That's when she'll let you go. |
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There she come |
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(Here she comes) |
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Just look at that style |
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(Here she comes) |
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She's lookin' at you |
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Giving you that smile. |
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Yeah, I know she's gonna treat you wrong |
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So your heart just get better be strong. |
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'Cause you can get hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt |
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Yeah, you can get hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt |
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Foolin' around with that little town flirt. |
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(Here she comes) |
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You better, better hide now, boy |
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(Here she comes) |
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You better... |
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(Here she comes) |
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You better runaway now, boy |
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(Here she comes) |
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You better... |
