| No more racking my brain
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| Wondering what I did wrong
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| No more hoping you’ll call
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| Over stressing and checking my phone now
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| No more feeling sorry for myself
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| Al history books are on the shelf
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| What’s done is done
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| There’s nothing else to say
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| If you wanna go out and take me on the dance floor
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| Spin me around and tell me that you want more
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| Well, I ain’t having this conversation
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| No more Friday night lipstick wasted
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| All of my time drink, drinking your Kool-Aid
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| Spending my dimes and my kisses on you, babe
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| If you’re thinking that I’m on the fence
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| Thinking I want you back, nah
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| Baby, I’m good
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| Baby, I’m good
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| Well, baby, I’m good at calling bull, turns out you’re full of it
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| I guess my mama was right, I just dodged a bullet
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| So what? |
| You bought a brand new truck
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| And now you wanna pick me up
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| Well, honey I don’t give a-
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| A care about you
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| If you wanna go out and take me on the dance floor
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| Spin me around and tell me that you want more
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| Well, I ain’t having this conversation
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| No more Friday night lipstick wasted
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| All of my time drink, drinking your Kool-Aid
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| Spending my dimes and my kisses on you, babe
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| If you’re thinking that I’m on the fence
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| Thinking I want you back, nah
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| Baby, I’m good, ay
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| Baby, I’m good
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| Baby, I’m good, baby, I’m good, yeah
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| You know what, baby? |
| I’m good
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| Goodbye, goodbye
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| I’m only wishing you would just have a nice life
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| You know what, baby? |
| I’m good
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| Goodbye, goodbye
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| Goodbye, goodbye, ay
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| So if you wanna go out and take me on the dance floor
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| Spin me around and tell me that you want more
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| I ain’t having this conversation
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| No more Friday night lipstick wasted
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| All of my time drink, drinking your Kool-Aid
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| Spending my dimes and my kisses on you, babe
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| If you’re thinking that I’m on the fence
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| Thinking I want you back, nah
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| Baby, I’m good, ay
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| Baby, I’m good, ooo
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| Baby, I’m good, yeah
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| So good |