| Stupid cupid, you’re a real mean guy
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| I’d like to clip your wings so you can’t fly
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| I’m in love and it’s a crying shame
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| And I know that you’re the one to blame
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| Hey, hey -- set me free
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| Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
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| I can’t do my homework and I can’t see straight
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| I meet him every morning 'bout a half-past eight
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| I’m acting like a lovesick fool
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| You’ve even got me carrying his books to school
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| Hey, hey -- set me free
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| Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
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| You mixed me up but good right from the very start
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| Hey, go play Robin Hood with somebody else’s heart
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| You’ve got me jumping like a crazy clown,
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| And I don’t feature what you’re putting down
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| Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine,
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| The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine!
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| Hey, hey -- set me free
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| Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
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| You’ve got me jumping like a crazy clown,
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| And I don’t feature what you’re putting down
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| Since I kissed his lovin' lips of wine,
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| The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine!
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| Hey, hey -- set me free
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| Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me!
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| Hey, hey -- set me free
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| Stupid cupid, stop pickin' on me! |