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You had us all fooled for a little while |
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With your silly little crooked LA smile |
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But she caught on just a little too late |
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You had practically moved in by the second date |
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But who could really blame ya |
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Everybody's guilty of that kinda thing sometimes |
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Maybe you'll be smarter if you get a second try |
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It could be worse, could be better |
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We could hold ya to the letter |
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We could keep ya to your word |
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It could be worse, could be better |
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Yeah ya thought ya could forget her |
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For what it's worth, take my word |
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It could be worse |
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I guess you had it all figured out |
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Oh but you underestimated the power of doubt |
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And when I got my chance I didn't hold back |
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I told her what I thought of your little escapades and then I helped her pack |
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But who could really blame me |
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Everybody's guilty of that kinda thing sometimes |
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Maybe you'll be smarter if you get a second try |
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It could be worse, could be better |
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We could hold ya to the letter |
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We could keep ya to your word |
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It could be worse, could be better |
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Yeah ya thought ya could forget her |
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For what it's worth, take my word |
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It could be worse |