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You wear your smile like it was goin' out of fashion |
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Dress to inflame but douse any ideas of passion |
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You carry your love in a trinket hanging around your throat |
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Always inviting, always exciting but |
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I must not take off my coat |
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Well I'm tired of hangin' around |
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I want somebody new |
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I'm not sure who |
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I've got in mind |
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But I know that it's not you, that it's not you |
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You ask me questions that |
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I never wanted to hear |
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I am the only one just until you finish this year |
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I would murder you if |
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I had the alibi here in my hand |
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But you just laugh 'cause you don't understand |
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That I'm tired of hangin' around |
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I want somebody new |
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I'm not sure who |
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I've got in mind |
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But I know that it's not you |
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That it's not you |
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That it's not you |
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That it's not you |
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That it's not you |
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That it's not you |
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No it's not you |
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That it's not you |
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It's not you |
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It's not you |
