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You never asked me what I wanted. You only asked me why. |
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I never thought that so much trouble was restin' on my reply, |
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I could say it was the nights when I was lonely |
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and you were the only one who'd come. |
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I could tell you that I like your sensitivity, |
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when you know it's the way that you walk. |
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Why do you have to say that there's always someone |
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who can do it better than I can? |
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But don't you think that I know that walking on the water |
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won't make me a miracle man? |
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Baby's gotta have the things she wants. |
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You know she's gotta have the things she loves. |
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She's got a ten-inch bamboo cigarette holder |
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and her black patent leather gloves. |
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And I'm doing everything just tryin' to please her, |
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even crawling around on all fours. |
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Oh, I thought by now that it was gonna be easy, |
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but she still seems to want for more. |
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I hear they're givin' you a bad reputation |
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just because you've never been denied. |
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You try to say you've done it all before. |
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Baby, you know that you just get tired. |
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Yet everybody loves you so much, girl. |
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I just don't know how you stand the strain. |
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Oh, I, I'm the one who's here tonight, |
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and I don't wanna do it all in vain. |
