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Girl I love you |
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Yeah, yeah, honest I do |
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And I'm guilty, baby |
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On being untrue |
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What you heard |
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Through the grapevine |
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Every word it's true |
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Now the blame's all mine you all |
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I'm guilty |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I'm guilty, guilty, guilty |
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Baby, I'm guilty of this crime |
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Don't condemn me |
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Or cast me aside |
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'Cause I'm gonna be good to you |
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Love to you is more, more important |
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Than your foolish [Incomprehensible], ooh |
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Just put me on probation |
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Loving you is my |
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Yeah, an infatuation |
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Guilty, yeah |
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Ooh, I'm guilty |
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But listen |
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Don't condemn me, baby, baby, baby |
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Or cast me aside |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Loving you is more hard |
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Than your foolish [Incomprehensible] |
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All you got to do is |
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Just put me on probation |
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Loving you is more, yeah |
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Than infatuation |
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'Cause I'm guilty |
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Not so guilty, guilty |
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Guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty |
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Don't condemn me |