| well you’ve got yours
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| now i want mine
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| so turn over baby
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| and shut out the light
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| well you’ve got yours
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| now i want mine
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| so turn over baby
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| and shut out the light
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| cuz i’ve gotta turn this wheel
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| all the way around
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| and look over my shoulder
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| and i’ve got to fix this fix that ain’t fixin itself
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| and i’ve got a lot on my mind that i do
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| not need anymore
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| so
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| come into my store
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| yeah, cuz everything’s for sale
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| make me an offer and baby i will take what you’ve got
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| cuz i’ve got to get out of here
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| but my baby,
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| you’ve got a funky way of saying it’s alight
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| it’s alright, it’s alright,
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| mm mmm yeah yeah
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| so tell me again,
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| yeah, why am i doing this?
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| yeah cuz i have abused my right
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| tell me again why it is that you
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| love me so much
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| cuz i’m just trying to do the same thing twice
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| but the monsters they do not go away
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| and never in my life have i,
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| felt so strange
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| everything’s real and i can’t make anything go away
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| oh no
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| i’ve got to stay in my feelings
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| all damn day
|
| but my baby
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| you’ve got a funky way of saying it’s alright |
| it’s alright, it’s alright
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| and my baby, you’ve got a funky way
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| of saying it’s alright
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| it’s alright, it’s alright |