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Well they say that opposites attract |
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I can see it now as I look back |
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If I wanted this, he wanted that |
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We'd bark and hiss, like dogs and cats |
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But the thing that drove me up a tree |
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Was the way he loved to disagree |
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Each time we had a difference of opinion |
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Well he like the covers pulled down |
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And I didn't |
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He thought I should lose a few pounds |
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And I didn't |
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But what finally tore our love apart |
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Was a matter of religion |
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He thought he was God |
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And I didn't |
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Well it was more than just a lovers spat |
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In the civil war of the thermostat |
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We'd wail away like maniacs |
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Throwing shoes and bric a brac |
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Well I can see him now in his muscle shirt |
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With his perky pecs and that cocky smirk |
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Standing there, pushing all my buttons |
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Well he like the toilet seat up |
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And I didn't |
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He thought I should be a "C" cup |
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And I didn't |
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But what finally tore our love apart |
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Was a matter of religion |
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He thought he was God |
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And I didn't |
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He really thought he was the man |
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Held my whole world in his hands |
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But if he ever comes down from that cloud he's sitting on |
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Halleluja brothers and sisters |
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I'll be gone |
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Ah ha |
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Well what finally tore our love apart |
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Was a matter of religion |
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He thought he was God |
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He really like himself a lot |
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He thought he was God |
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And I didn't |
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No I didn't |
