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Soft One |
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You might be messing 'round with other boys |
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but they won't love you back |
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You might be messing 'round with other toys |
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but they won't hug you back |
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You might be messing 'round with other men |
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but they will do you in |
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You might be messing 'round with other girls |
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hell, I love your tilt-a-whirls |
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Come here and make it a soft one baby doll |
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Come here and make it a soft one |
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You don't come over that often baby doll |
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Come here and make it a soft one |
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You might be holding on to someone right |
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but you don't know it yet |
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And does the thought of that give you a fright? |
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You're second-guessing it |
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You might be holding on to someone new |
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hell, you might even be enjoying it |
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And does the thought of that give you the blues |
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does it fill you with regret? |
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Oh, come here and make it a soft one baby doll |
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Come here and make it a soft one |
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You don't come over that often baby doll |
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Come here and make it a soft one |
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You might be making a mistake, |
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You might be making a mistake, |
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You'll never know if you miss 'em when you go. |
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You might be making a mistake, |
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You might be making a mistake, |
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You'll never know if you miss 'em when you go. |
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You'll never know if you miss 'em when you go. |
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You'll never know if you miss 'em when you go. |
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Come here and make it a soft one baby doll, |
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Come here and make it a soft one. |
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You don't come over that often baby doll, |
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Come here and make it a soft one. |
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Come here and make it a soft one baby doll, |
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Come here and make it a soft one. |
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You don't come over that often baby doll, |
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Come here and make it, make it, make it now, |
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Come here and make it a soft one. |