| There’s something kinda funny 'bout a man making money
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| Of a blonde haired blue eyed girl
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| He’s got a child at home who he likes to leave alone
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| For his blonde haired blue eyed girl
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| Carmell, where you gonna run to When the sky comes crashing in on you
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| Slow down, who you gonna turn to When there’s nothing left for you to prove
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| And I can’t control myself
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| And I won’t be no one else
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| No I can’t control myself
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| And I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else
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| Is it true what they say about you do you know it too?
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| There’s nothing very funny 'bout a man spending money
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| On a blonde haired blue eyed girl
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| He’s got a child at home who he loves to leave alone
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| For his blonde haired blue eyed girl
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| Carmell, where you gonna run to When the sky comes crashing in on you
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| Slow down, who you gonna turn to When there’s nothing left for you to prove
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| And I can’t control myself
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| And I won’t be no one else
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| No I can’t control myself
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| And I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else
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| It’s true what they say about you do you know it too?
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| And I can’t control myself
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| And I won’t be on one else
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| No I can’t control myself
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| And I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else
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| It’s true what they say about you and I know it too
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| I always knew it too |