| Lover, lover may I have this dance
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| Your reputation reeks of anything but the class
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| That you parade on the big screen baby
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| And love, lover could you tell me why
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| Your make ups smeared and you’re starting to cry
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| Away those fake tears like TV drama
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| When lights out and no ones watching
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| Your white sheets stain red
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| When lights out and no ones watching
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| You’ll end up on your back, again
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| Even if you’re on your knees, baby you couldn’t please
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| You’ve had your chance, you’ve had your chance, you’ve had your chances
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| Even if you’re on your knees, baby you couldn’t please
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| You’ve had your chance, you’ve had your chance, you’ve had your chances
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| Lover, lover would you close your legs
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| The smell is anything but the intoxicating
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| «Wake up fool» reads the headlines
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| The girl has f*cked at least 10 guys
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| That you know of and that you care to know for
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| When lights out and no ones watching
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| Your white sheets stain red
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| When lights out and no ones watching
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| You’ll end up on your back, again
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| Even if you’re on your knees
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| Baby you couldn’t please
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| You’ve had your chance, you’ve had your chance
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| You’ve had your chances
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| Even if you’re on your knees
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| Baby you couldn’t please
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| You’ve had your chance, you’ve had your chance
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| You’ve had your chances
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| Lights out, ha ha
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| Lights out, ha ha |