| I was married
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| But, it just didn’t work out right
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| I was married
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| Let me tell you 'bout my life
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| You know, six years is such a long time
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| To call somebody «Mine»
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| Hey, payback, I’m not indiscrete
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| And every guy or gal that I meet
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| They ask me the same question
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| And I tell them everytime
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| That I was married
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| People, I guess I’m happy 'cause I’m free
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| I was married
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| I don’t bother her and she don’t bother me
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| Sometimes I wanna, wanna go back
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| And pick up where we left off at
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| But I stop dead in my tracks, because
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| You have your thoughts too
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| I did all I could do
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| And it would only be the same thing
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| All over again
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| And I tell them everytime
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| That I was married
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| But, it just didn’t work, it didn’t work
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| It didn’t work out right
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| I was married
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| Please listen to my life
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| And people keep asking me
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| The same old thing
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| And I tell that I, I, I, I, I
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| Oh, I can testify, I did it twice
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| I was married
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| But it just didn’t work, didn’t work out right
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| I was married
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| Please listen to my life
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| And people keep asking me
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| The same old thing and I tell them that
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| I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I did it twice
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| I was married but it just didn’t work
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| Just didn’t work, it just didn’t work
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| I was married
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| It didn’t work, it did not work
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| It did not work, but I was married
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| It didn’t work, it didn’t work
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| People keep asking me because it didn’t work
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| I was married
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| It did not work
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| Some of you been married, a lot of you been married
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| But I was married
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| A lot of you can talk about it, I can talk about it
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| I can testify, testify
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| It didn’t work, it didn’t work, it didn’t work
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| I was married
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| It did not work, it did not work, did not work
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| But Billy Paul was married
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| Can testify, testify, to be true, to be true
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| Billy Paul was married
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| People keep asking me
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| It didn’t work
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| Don’t ask me
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| It didn’t work
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| Don’t ask me
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| It did not ask
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| Don’t ask me
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| Tried to pick up where we left off at
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| It would only be the same thing all over again
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| Let me tell you 'bout my life, I’ll tell you about my life
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| I was married
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| I didn’t wanna call somebody «Mine», call somebody «Mine»
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| I guess I was married
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| Because I’m free, free
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| I don’t bother her, she don’t bother me
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| Both of us are free, free |