| That girl she has me runnin' back and forth and over again
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| Says she’s gonna love me but she just won’t tell me when
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| She won’t ever say, 'cause she just wants to play
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| Oh, she just wants me wantin' her again
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| She comes from California so she’s got a lot of guys
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| Oh that’s where she was born yeah, right beneath the ol' sunshine
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| I’m a lonely man but she don’t understand
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| No, she just wants me wantin' her again
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| Ooh, she loves to know
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| Ooh, that I need to know
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| Ooh, everywhere she wants to go
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| That girl’s a crook, got my heart in her pocket book
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| She don’t even wanna be my friend
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| She just wants me wantin' her again
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| So don’t you breathe a word of this or I will be dead meat
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| You’re better off ignoring her if you see her on the street
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| She’ll treat you the same, she hardly knows my name
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| Oh, she just wants me wantin' her again
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| Ooh, I thought about it
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| Ooh, I can live without it
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| Ooh, I’m gonna stand up straight
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| I’d appreciate all the things she’s done
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| If that girl was smart she’d be on the run
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| She’d be happy to dig a hole and throw you in
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| She just wants me wantin' her again
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| Just wantin' her again, just wantin' her again |