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I built this house |
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With my own hands |
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And she just came |
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And burnt the plans |
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She found the safe |
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And cracked the code |
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She grabbed the goods |
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And hit the road |
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And I'm |
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Feeling dumb |
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Oh, oh, girl |
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You're the one |
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Who shut off my electricity |
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Explained we just lack chemistry |
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And on the walls and on the shelves |
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She hung up pictures of herself |
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And I'm keeping one |
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Oh, oh, girl |
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You're the one |
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That makes it hard to |
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Lock my doors at night |
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Even my fire alarms won't work right |
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And as I try to sleep I |
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Glance next doors |
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And all I see is his lips touching yours |
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Oh girl |
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I will dig a hole and label it love |
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And trick her to fall in from above |
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Strategically placed at the front door |
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I'll coax her to come back to get more |
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Oh, girl |
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You're the one |
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Oh, girl |
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That makes it hard to |
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Lock my doors at night |
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Even my fire alarms won't work right |
|
And as I try to sleep I |
|
Glance next doors |
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And all I see is his lips touchings yours |
|
Oh girl |
|
That makes it hard to |
|
Lock my doors at night |
|
Even my fire alarms won't work right |
|
And as I try to sleep I |
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Glance next doors |
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And all I see is his lips touchings yours |
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Oh girl |
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End |
