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Girl |
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I stand accused |
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Of loving you just a little too much |
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And I hope (oh Lord) |
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Sure enough hope it's not a crime |
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Guilty of loving you |
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(Oh baby) |
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I hope that I |
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That I never never never have to testify |
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If I do, if I do, everyone's gonna cry, baby |
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That boy is guilty (lord lord) of loving you |
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Although you belong to another boy, baby |
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And I may not stand the ghost of a chance |
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But I'll tell the world (y'all) |
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I love her, I need her, baby |
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And I'm a victim of circumstance |
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And been proven guilty |
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Oh, yes, I am, yes I am |
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Did you know? |
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One touch (lord lord lord) |
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And I find myself |
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Right back, right back on the witness stand |
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Shouting out, shouting out, shouting out |
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All over the land |
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I'm guilty |
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I'm guilty |
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Baby! |
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Please, mama, please ... |
