| I wasn't jealous before we met,
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| Now every woman I see is a potential threat.
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| And I'm possessive, it isn't nice.
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| You've heard me saying
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| that smoking was my only vice
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| But now it isn't true —
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| Now everything is new
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| And all I've learned
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| Has overturned.
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| I beg of you...
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| Don't go wasting your emotion —
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| Lay all your love on me!
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| It was like shooting a sitting duck.
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| A little small talk, a smile
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| And, baby, I was stuck.
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| I still don't know what you've done with me:
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| A grown-up woman
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| Should never fall so easily.
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| I feel a kind of fear
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| When I don't have you near.
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| Unsatisfied, I skip my pride.
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| I beg you, dear...
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| Don't go wasting your emotion
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| Lay all your love on me!
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| Don't go sharing your devotion
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| Lay all your love on me! |