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What I want is the cream of the crop, |
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Just what every man's vying for. |
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But them weaker men, knowing nothing but less, |
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Who don't see what you are is more. |
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They know that it's money they got,'cause this money don't come for cheap. |
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Like them other girls, who go giving it up, |
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Thinking what they got gon' get them hearts. |
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But you, your purity, and your mind, so enlightened, so high, |
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That you're out of their league. |
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But you should know, leave them boys with their toys. |
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Here's a man who can see. |
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He don't make much of you honey, |
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But you're beautiful to me. |
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They don't make much of you darling, |
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But to me you are a queen. |
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He don't make much of you honey, |
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But you're beautiful to me. |
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They don't make much of you darling, |
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But to me you are a queen. |
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I can see them wondering, |
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What is it about you this man loves? |
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Break the diamonds out of their cases, |
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I know this one is the real one because |
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She's got sugar on the inside, |
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Honey so sweet that money can't buy. |
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She's got sugar on the inside, |
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Loving so deep it never runs dry. |
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She's got sugar on the inside, |
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Honey so sweet that money can't buy. |
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She's got sugar on the inside, |
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Loving so deep it never runs dry. |
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That's what a man is looking for, |
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Something worth fighting for. |
