| Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that
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| Shake that ass, Julz
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| We haven’t talked in months
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| Fun just isn’t fun
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| I barely even eat anymore
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| And we don’t cry for sleep anymore
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| There’s something I may try
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| This drink doesn’t taste right
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| It wasn’t like our drunk nights, drunk nights
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| It wasn’t like our drunk nights, drunk nights
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| It wasn’t like our drunk nights
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| We haven’t talked in months
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| Fun just isn’t fun
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| I barely even eat anymore
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| And we don’t cry for sleep anymore
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| There’s something I may try
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| This drink doesn’t taste right
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| It wasn’t like our drunk nights
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| Like our drunk, yeah
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| But do you still think I’m funny, funny, funny?
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| Tell me, baby do you love me, love me, love me?
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| Butterflies
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| I know you feel it in your tummy, tummy, tummy
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| And you sting like a bee
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| Like a bee
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| But you’re still my honey, honey, honey
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| And you sting like a bee
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| Like a bee
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| But you’re still my honey, honey, honey
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| Hey, honey, honey, honey
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| Honey, honey, honey
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| But you’re still my honey, honey, honey
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| But you sting like a bee, sting like a bee
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| Sting like a bee, sting like a bee
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| You made a mess out of me
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| Showed me things I couldn’t see
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| You didn’t know what that’d do to me
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| Yeah you made a mess out of me
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| You made a mess out of me
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| Showed me things I couldn’t see
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| You didn’t know what that’d do to me
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| You made a mess out of me, oh yeah
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| Lockin' lips
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| We in Jersey, baby, rock your hips
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| Rock, rock, rock your hips
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| Show me all that confidence
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| My purity is prominent
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| And this is sophisticated dominance
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| And I’ve been, runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
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| I’ve been runnin' 'round revolvin' doors
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| And she’s so stunnin', stunnin', stunnin', stunnin'
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| I can see it comin' out her pores
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| And it’s nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
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| To somebody like me
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| Somebody like me
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| But do you still think I’m funny, funny, funny?
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| (You know you love me, baby, come on, come on)
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| Tell me, baby do you love me, love me, love me?
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| Butterflies
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| I know you feel it in your tummy, tummy, tummy
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| And you sting like a bee
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| Like a bee
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| But you’re still my honey, honey, honey
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| And you sting like a bee
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| Like a bee
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| But you’re still my honey, honey, honey
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| Hey, honey, honey, honey
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| Honey, honey, honey
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| But you’re still my honey, honey, honey
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| But you sting like a bee, sting like a bee
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| Sting like a bee, sting like a bee
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| One more time, tell me one more lie, girl
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| One more chance or I’ll give you to the world
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| Tell me what you really wanna do
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| Girl I gots to
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| Girl I gots to
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| I gots to know
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| I don’t wanna hold you back no more, no
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| With this love, with this love, with this love, oh
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| And do you still think you’re funny, funny, funny?
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| Funny, funny, funny
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| And do you still think I’m funny, funny, funny?
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| Tell me, baby do you love me, love me, love me?
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| Love me, love me, love me
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| Love me, love me, love me
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| And you sting like a bee, sting like a bee
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| But you sting like a bee, sting like a bee
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| But you’re still my honey, honey, honey
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| Honey, honey, honey
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| Honey, honey, honey
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| Oh, but you sting like a bee, but you sting like a bee
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| But you sting like a bee
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| You know I really hate it when you turn around
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| You know I really hate it when they talk you down
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| It don’t gotta be what it has to be
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| Turn around and just dance with me
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| Now’s when you’re lookin' like I take control
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| Faster I go, the more you moan
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| Stop it now
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| You know I really hate it when you turn around
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| You know I really hate it when they talk you down
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| It don’t gotta be what it has to be
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| So baby turn around and just dance with me
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| Turn around and just dance with me
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| Hey, dance with me
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| Oh, dance with me, yeah
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| Oh, dance with me
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| Dance, dance, dance, dance
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| To the left
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| Dance, dance, dance, dance
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| To the right
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| Dance, dance, dance, dance
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| To the left
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| Dance, dance, dance, dance
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| (What you say, Tree?)
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| Save me the last dance, dance, dance, dance
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| Save me the last dance, dance, dance, dance
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| I blew my last chance, chance, chance, chance
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| I blew my last chance, chance, chance, chance
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| Save me the last dance, dance, dance, dance
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| I blew my last chance, chance, chance, chance
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| Save me the last dance, dance, dance, dance
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| I blew my last chance, chance, chance, chance
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| (I abducted you)
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| But do you still think I’m funny, funny, funny?
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| Tell me, baby do you love me, love me, love me?
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| Butterflies
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| I know you feel it in your tummy, tummy, tummy
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| But you sting like a bee. |