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Now just because you're pretty |
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And you think you're mighty wise |
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You told me that you love me |
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Then you roll those big brown eyes |
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When I saw you last week |
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You're eyes were turning black |
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Go find the guy that beat you up |
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Ask him to take you back |
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Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me |
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I can tell you've been out on a spree |
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It's plain that you're lyin' |
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When you say that you've been cryin' |
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Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me |
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Now I used to spend my money |
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To make you look real sweet |
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I wanted to be proud of you |
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When we walk down the street |
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Now don't ask me to dress you up |
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In satin and in silk |
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Your eyes look like a two cherries |
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In a glass of buttermilk |
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Don't roll those bloodshot eyes at me |
