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Listen to me woman, |
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I just think it's a sin. |
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I know you hear me knockin', |
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But you won't let me in. |
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Might be fine for you |
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Just to keep me hangin' round. |
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But if you don't open up this door, |
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I'm gonna kick it down. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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There's nowhere to go. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Listen , you've been telling me to short |
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For much too long. |
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But now I'm gonna put you back |
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Where you belong. |
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Might be fine for you |
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Just to keep me hangin' round. |
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But if you don't open up this door, |
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I'm gonna kick it down. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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There's nowhere to go. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Sometimes it's the only place that |
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I know. That |
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I know. Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like there's no place to go. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Sometimes it's the only place that |
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I know. Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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There's no place to go. |
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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm back on the streets again. |
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Sometimes it's the only place that |
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I know. Only place that |
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I know Yeah. |
