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You showed up...your trench coat and lingerie on |
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Caught me off guard cause all |
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I planned on was talking |
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Cause last time |
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I saw you, we were arguing |
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And you said you were through |
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You put your finger on my lips and whispered to me please don't say a word, just take it |
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So I put in that work like a grave yard shift, didn't plan on this morning after |
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Last night girl we put it down in this bed |
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This morning |
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I'm waking up to this letter saying "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Why'd you love me and leave me, girl you played it so devious. |
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Thought you were bringing your love back instead it's "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Now all I got left here of you is your lipstick as the signature (sincerely yours) |
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We shook the world for hours, now it's dead silence ohdon't take your love away you know it belongs right here |
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Our sex is personal, know just how deep to go |
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How you like it when i grip you tight yeahthought i would wake up with you sleep in my shirtbaby why am i reading these words |
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Last night girl we put it down in this bed |
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This morning |
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I'm waking up to this letter saying "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Why'd you love me and leave me, girl you played it so devious. |
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Thought you were bringing your love back instead it's "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Now all i got left here of you is your lipstick as the signature (sincerely yours) |
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As the sun shines in on your side of the bed |
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I stare at that empty space where you lay |
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As I kissed you beneath your waist, you were bitting your lip, tight in your gripyou said you thought that you were ready to come back to meand after all that good loving, my question is baby why can't we.. |
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Last night girl we put it down in this bed |
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This morning |
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I'm waking up to this letter saying "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Why'd you love me and leave me, girl you played it so devious. |
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Thought you were bringing your love back instead it's "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Now all i got left here of you is your lipstick as the signature (sincerely yours) |
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Last night girl we put it down in this bed |
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This morning |
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I'm waking up to this letter saying "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Why'd you love me and leave me, girl you played it so devious. |
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Thought you were bringing your love back instead it's "dear joe, baby I'm gone" |
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Now all i got left here of you is your lipstick as the signature (sincerely yours) |
