| He’s got you where he wants you
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| He’s gonna keep you where he’s got you
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| 'Cause you think you’re too much in love
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| And he knows it, too
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| Now, you come to me
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| You ask for sympathy
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| All right
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| I’m sorry for you
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| I’ve been down that road you’re walking now
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| I’ve walked the floor 'til I half-walked off my shoes
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| And so maybe now you’ll see just what I went through for you
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| You’ll know just what it’s like to love and lose
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| He’s got you where he wants you
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| He’s gonna keep you where he’s got you
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| 'Cause you think you’re too much in love
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| And he knows it, too
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| Now, you come to me
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| You ask for sympathy
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| All right
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| I’m sorry for you
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| I hate to be the one to say «I told you so»
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| Hey, but I knew he could never, ever play it straight
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| Now, you try to smile, say you’ve learned a lesson
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| But it seems your lesson came just a bit too late
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| Because he’s got you where he wants you
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| And he’s gonna keep you where he’s got you
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| I know you think you’re too much in love
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| And ah, he knows it, too
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| Now, you come to me
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| You ask for sympathy
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| Well, all right
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| I’m sorry for you
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| I believe, he’s got you where he wants you
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| You know, keep you where he’s got you
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| Come now, you think you’re too much in love
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| And he knows it, too |