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I like it best when she cries |
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The tears roll down from her eyes |
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I take her in my lovin' arms |
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And I pretend she's mine again |
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Can't you see |
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When you mistreat her she runs to me |
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When you mistreat her she comes to me |
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Her love was mine 'till she met you |
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You threw her down for someone new |
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You make her sad it makes me glad |
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She runs to find the love she had |
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Can't you see |
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When you mistreat her she runs to me |
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When you mistreat her she comes to me |
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You're such a fool why can't you see |
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You're driving her back home to me |
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And when you mistreat her she runs to me |
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When you mistreat her she comes to me |
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I like it best when she cries |
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The tears roll down from her eyes |
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I take her in my lovin' arms |
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And I pretend she's mine again |
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Can't you see |
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When you mistreat her she runs to me |
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When you mistreat her she comes to me |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
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When you mistreat her |
