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Canò��t Explain |
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(42 Street Happenstance) |
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Jill Scott |
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Iò��m truly sorry baby for what I did to you/ |
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While you were busy loving me, I was busy too/ |
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I played you dirty boy, did some things I shouldnò��t do / while you were only trying to treat me food/ I was playingò�² damn/ |
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I canò��t even begin to explain/ Iò��m truly sorry boy/ Believe me I had my turn/ |
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The next time love came along yeah it was me who burned. Sad and desperate I cried wondering why ask God why/ |
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He would do this to me so damn easy/ |
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Well karmas real and now I really do understand / what you give is what you get, universal plan/ |
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Paid my price and looked at my life / and finally Iò��m loving somebody righteously / And/ |
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What goes around comes around really do / |
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Really does come back around / |
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And Iò��m sorry for what I didnò��t to you/ |
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You didnò��t deserve what I gave you but I gave it to you / I hope your okay/ I hope your loving/ |
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Well baby just because you lived and lost donò��t mean stop loving/ |
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If you have a nightmare, do you stop dreaming? / |
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Donò��t give up on love because what I did to you / I hope your okay / |
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I really do. |