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What they do |
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They smile in your face, all the time they wanna take your place the back stabbers(back stabbers) |
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They smile in your face, all the time they wanna take your place the back stabbers(back stabbers) |
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All you fellow's, who have someone, and you really care, yeahhhhhhh, yeah, yeah |
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Then it's all of you fellows who better beware, yeah, yeah |
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Somebody's out, to get your lady |
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A few of your buddies they sure look shady |
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Blades are long, clenched tight in their fist |
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Aimin' straight at your back |
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And I don't think they'll miss |
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(What they do!) |
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(They smile in your face) |
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All the time they want to take your place |
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The back stabbers(back stabbers) |
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I keep gettin', all these visits, from my friends, yeah, |
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(What they doing to me) |
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They come to my house again and again and again and again, yeah |
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So are they there to see my woman |
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I don't even be home but they just keep on comin' |
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What can I do to get on the right track |
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I wish they'd take some of these knives off my back |
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(What they do) |
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(They smile in your face) |
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All the time they want to take your place |
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The back stabbers(back stabbers) |
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Low down... dirty... |
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(What they do!) |
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(They smile in your face) |
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Smiling faces... smiling faces sometimes |
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(Back stabbers) |
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(They smile in your face) |
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I don't need... low down, dirty bastards |
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(Back stabbers) [fade] |
