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(Reed) |
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There she goes again |
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She's out on the streets again |
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She's down on her knees, my friend |
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But you know she'll never ask you please again |
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Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes |
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She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do |
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You see her walkin' on down the street |
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Look at all your friends she's gonna meet |
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You better hit her |
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There she goes again |
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She's knocked out on her feet again |
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She's down on her knees, my friend |
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But you know she'll never ask you please again |
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Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes |
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Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do |
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You see her walkin' on down the street |
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Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet |
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You better hit her |
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Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes |
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Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away |
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See her walking on down the street |
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Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet |
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She's gonna bawl and shout |
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She's gonna work it |
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She's gonna work it out, bye bye |
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Bye bye baby |
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All right |
