| You got the tip, from the blood on my lip
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| You gotta a little truth, no way to shake it loose
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| What can I say
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| She stole my time, and shook my bits
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| Walks in style, with swinging hips. |
| She got it all
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| She got it all — with a lot more coming
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| She got it all — it took a whole lot too
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| So she’s nobody’s fool, and way out cool
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| No time to lose, mine to choose
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| What can I say, what can I say
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| Hey there — she’s a whole lot like you
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| She’s everybody’s dream, and everything it seems
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| With a head on start, she took my heart
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| And asked for more
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| She’s nobody’s fool, and way out cool
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| No time to choose, and yours to lose
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| Make my day
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| What can I say — we had a whole lot coming
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| We had it all — it took a whole lot too
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| So, you got the tip, from the blood on my lip
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| You gotta a little truth, so what
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| Yes I know it’s not funny, it’s not funny
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| Hey there — she’s a whole lot like you |