| You’re driving me crazy, you’re driving me mad;
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| You’re makining me lazy, you’re making me bad
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| You know you’re no good to me
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| But you’re the best woman I’ve had
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| You lose all my friends
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| You scare them away;
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| It looks like the end, babe
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| Of living my way
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| You know you do me no good
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| But then I hope that you’re going to stay
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| You ruin' my health, you use me too much
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| You’ve blown all my wealth, you cripple my crutch
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| I know I’m playing with fire
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| But then I like what I feel when I touch
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| My mama, she warned me — about your kind;
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| My friends all scorned me, they say I’m blind
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| But then I know what I like, and
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| Babe I like it with you all of the time
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| They call you a witch, they say I’m a fool;
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| They call you a bitch, say you’re really uncool
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| But, babe, when I get on you
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| It’s just like getting a kick from a mule |