| She’s a bad girl
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| Met her in a mad world
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| Says she wants to slow down
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| But this is what I told her, now
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| Hello «Miss You-Fucked-Me-Over»
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| Got me looking over my shoulder
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| Telling me lies like I don’t know the difference
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| It’s no secret where you been
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| You ain’t discrete while walking with him
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| Up in your skin, yeah I can see the fingerprints
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| So I went looking for my own something on the side
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| I’ve been living my life
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| I’ve been living my life, yeah
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| Yeah, you think nobody knows
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| His cologne on your clothes
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| Everything is alright
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| Everything is alright, cause
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| Cause I’ve been doing that shit too
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| I can’t hate on anything you do
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| Cause I’ve been doing that shit too
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| I got OCD when it comes to that pussy
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| Says she don’t wanna push me, yeah
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| But this the way she took me
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| From a dream into a nightmare
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| I could see the devil — he’s right there
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| Stumbled upon a pack of someone’s cigarettes
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| In the backseat of your Honda
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| You can say whatever you wanna
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| That doesn’t mean that I will think you’re innocent
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| I’m all in it — past the limit
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| Knocking on the gates of heaven
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| Can I kick it?
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| I gotta find a piece of mind right now
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| Cause I’m losing my mind right now
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| So I went looking for my own something on the side
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| I’ve been living my life
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| I’ve been living my life, yeah
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| Yeah, you think nobody knows
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| His cologne on your clothes
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| Everything is alright
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| Everything is alright, cause
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| Cause I’ve been doing that shit too
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| I can’t hate on anything you do
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| Cause I’ve been doing that shit too
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| She makes herself disappear like she’s a magician
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| She’s on her knees over there, but it ain’t a religion
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| I know what you doin' doin' doin'
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| And who you doin' doin' doin' it to
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| Put her money on a horse and I bet it was Trojan
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| Cause I’ve been doing that shit too
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| I can’t hate on anything you do
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| How could I ever be mad at you?
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| Cause I’ve been doing that shit too |