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You came here on purpose, in front of me, Diana |
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To be seen with some other man |
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You're wanting me to watch him, enjoy the freedom |
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You're letting him take with his hands. |
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Did you tell or must I tell him, Diana |
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Does it matter to that kind of man? |
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Any place he touches or kisses, Diana |
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Is some place I've already been. |
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You know you're fighting fire with fire |
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Over something that broke us apart |
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At least I was hiding and trying, Diana |
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To keep it from breaking your heart. |
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You must've been crazy, for taking advantage |
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Of the fact that you weren't around |
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But she was so soft and pretty |
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And she made a promise, never to utter a sound. |
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Can you tell or must I tell you, Diana |
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It's a heart burning hell that I'm in |
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And any place he touches or kisses, Diana |
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I'd gladly crawl back there again. |
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You know you're fighting fire with fire |
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Over something that broke us apart |
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At least I was hiding and trying, Diana |
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To keep it from breaking your heart... |
