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I see you picked me out from the crowd |
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Could it be the way I play guitar? |
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Master of the soft, not too loud |
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One day, maybe I will be a star |
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I see you picked me out like you want something |
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But shame on you, baby, can't you see this ring? |
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What do you want me to do, girl? |
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What do you want me to do, babe? |
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What do you want me to do, girl? |
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What do you want me to do, babe? |
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I got a woman, you got a man |
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So we got to do what's right |
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I said you'd get beheaded in other lands |
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If I were in your arms tonight |
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Quit tryin' to get me under that icy plunder |
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Boy, oh boy, what a scare, ooh |
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What do you want me to do, girl? |
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What do you want me to do, babe? |
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What do you want me to do, girl? |
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What do you want me to do, babe? |
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You picked me out of the crowd |
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And ooh, just so bold and so proud |
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And dressed like you want everybody to just say "Wow! |
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Didn't her mama teach her better?" |
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Ow! Dressed like that, somebody gon' get her |
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I see you picked me from the crowd |
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Could it be the way I play guitar? |
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Master of the soft, not too loud |
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I don't ever really wanna be where you are |
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Where you are, no |
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What do you want me to do, girl? |
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Tell me, what do you want me to do, babe? |
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What do you want me to do, girl? |
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Tell me, tell me, what do you want me to do, babe? |
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I ain't tryin' to do that |
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What do you want me to do, girl? |
