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Just a little boy in a big girls land, |
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Playin' at being king I took my kingdom back, |
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Throwing arrows at the window, |
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But they're not getting in though, |
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You made a move too late, |
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And now you're in checkmate |
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Bugging like a fly against my window pane, |
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Pain is what you gave me when you left that day, |
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That day I made a promise, |
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To raise my fisty cuffs, |
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You won't fool me twice, |
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Once is quite enough |
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Cause you're just a little boy in a big girls land, |
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Playin' at being king I took my kingdom back, |
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Throwing arrows at the window, |
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But they're not getting in though, |
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You made a move too late, |
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And now you're in checkmate |
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Someone stupid told me that romance was dead, |
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They took him to the tower and cut off his head, |
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But I don't believe it, |
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And I've got the proof, |
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Standing right beside me, |
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When I compare him to you |
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You're just a little boy in a big girls land, |
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Playin' at being king I took my kingdom back, |
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Throwing arrows at the window, |
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But they're not getting in though, |
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You made a move too late, |
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And now you're in checkmate |
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[x2] |
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Oh you're never gonna make it over these walls of mine |
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You should runaway, |
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Cause you'll never get past me and my army, my army, |
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Yea you should runaway, |
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Cause you'll never get past me and my army, my army, |
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Yea you should runaway, |
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Cause you'll never get past me and my army, my army, |
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You should runaway, |
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Cause you'll never get past me and my army, my army |
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You're just a little boy in a big girls land, |
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Playin' at being king I took my kingdom back, |
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Throwing arrows at the window, |
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But they're not getting in though, |
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You made a move too late, |
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And now you're in checkmate |
