| She feels her teeth grind
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| She slides her make-up
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| She tries to laugh it off
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| She picks the phone up
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s
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| We roll our salted locks
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| We roll our sleeves up
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| We turn the cameras off
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| No-one can see us
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, ain’t got it no more
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| It took me year after year
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| Just to let you go
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| Trying so hard but you couldn’t say no
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| Burning so hot, break my heart so slow
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| You got your head checked
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| They got their reasons
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| You wanna come back home
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| Come on and chase us
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s
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| You parked your car outside
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| Cut the ignition
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| You waited on your ma
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| Get the transmission
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, she’s got it
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| Baby, ain’t got it no more
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| It took me year after year
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| Just to let you go
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| Trying so hard but you couldn’t say no
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| Burning so hot, break my heart so slow
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| It took me year after year
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| Just to let you go
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| Trying so hard but you couldn’t say no
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| Burning so hot, break my heart so slow
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| And if you’re wondering how it ever came to this
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| Sparks fly in the night as a consequence
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| Covering your tracks with your tired lenses
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| All on the expense of your song and dancer
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| You settle down the river for the true believer
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| Counting from the star and you still couldn’t see’em
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| Burning so hot, break my heart so slow
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| Burning so hot, break my heart so slow
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| Burning so hot, break my heart so slow
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| Burning so hot, break my heart so slow |