| If I could have anyone over
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| It would be Judith
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| As much as it pains me to say
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| I wish it were somebody else
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| But given the choice of anyone in the world
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| The only person I’d want over for dinner is you
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| Yes, I’d have dinner with Judith
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| So I could ask questions, or maybe one question
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| Who are you?
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| And why were you living a lie?
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| It would probably end in a fight
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| But once I knew the truth, the real truth
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| Maybe I could stay strong
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| And politely send Judith out into the night
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| That’d be nice
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| Yes, I would break bread with the woman
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| Who lied to my face
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| Because in my head I’ve been wondering
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| How she kept up the pace
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| To live in a lie for so long
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| To string her husband along
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| How in the hell could she think
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| That was okay?
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| I’d choose dinner with Judith
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| Over Obama and over Rihanna
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| And even my celeb wife
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| Charlize Theron
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| I would die to dine with all three
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| But if I’m being real, and I want to be real
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| In a world full of people
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| The only person I’d want over for dinner is you
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| Yes, in a world full of people
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| Who all haven’t hurt me
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| The way that you hurt me
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| The only person I’d want over for dinner is you
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| That’s the truth
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| That’s the truth
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| That’s the truth |