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What's your problem? |
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What's your problem? |
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I don't get what your problem is |
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You got me racin' |
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Anticipatin' |
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And I don't think |
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I can handle this |
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Cuz when you look at me funny |
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Well, it makes me worry |
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It's gonna get me excited and |
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I'm gonna get frightened |
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So stop your smilin' |
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And stop your starin' |
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I'd rather talk and be friends with you |
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All this bravado |
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It makes me nervous |
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But that ain't gonna sink through to you |
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And you're still lookin' at me funny |
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And it's makin' me worry |
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It's gonna get me excited and |
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I'm gonna get violent |
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You need it |
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You want it |
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You know just how to get it and you will |
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Oh, yes you will |
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You started punchin' |
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And started screamin' |
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I seen my face scattered on the floor |
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I tried to block you |
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I couldn't stop you |
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I couldn't hold you down no more |
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Cuz when I looked at your face |
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It made me shiver and shudder |
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It weren't a beautiful face |
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But it was that of a woman |
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You need it |
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You want it |
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You know just how to get it and you will |
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Oh, yes you will |
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Please don't pile on the pressure today |
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I can only deal with it sometimes |
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But if you told me close to my face |
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I'd respect you more of the time |
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What's your problem? |
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What's your problem? |
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I don't get what your problem is |
