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Well, I wake up in the night now, |
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And don't you know I think of you? |
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It's the fire in your eyes, |
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It keeps on cutting through |
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There's nowhere I can run to, |
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Can't seem to lose the thought of you |
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I never really was a bad girl, |
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But you got me in trouble again. |
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Well, I used to walk a straight line, |
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I knew what I was doing all the time. |
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There was nothing that could move me, |
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I always held my ground. |
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But you got me where you want me, |
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And now you're always here to haunt me. |
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I never really was a bad girl |
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But you got me in trouble again |
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I still remember how it felt |
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When you put your arms around me |
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But if I thought that you would love me |
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I was blind |
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But you got me where you want me |
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And now you're always here to haunt me |
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I never really was a bad girl |
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But you got me in trouble again |
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Well, you think I would have learned by now, |
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And I'd keep away from you, somehow |
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Just like a little child, |
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I keep coming back for more. |
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But baby, when you called today, |
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Don't you know that I'll come out and play |
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I never really was a bad girl, |
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But you got me in trouble again. |