| You got your lipstick on
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| Looking so good, how can I go wrong?
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| God damn you even got me writing you a brand new song
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| Something so special you know it
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| But even in candlelight, sometimes the prettiest things poison life,
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| it’s got me thinking that the love of my life, is hiding an alterior motive
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| I wasn’t born yesterday, so don’t fuck with me tonight
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| Did it satisfy your fantasy? |
| Just tell me what it’s like
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| And I don’t need your lies don’t give em to me
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| Don’t need your lies don’t give em
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| I don’t need your lies come give it to me
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| And I don’t need your lies don’t give em to me
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| Don’t need your lies don’t give em
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| I don’t need your lies come give it to me
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| This ain’t about the food, fuckit I’ll pay for it
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| Tell me that I’m wrong, you got something to say for it
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| Stringing me along like you think that I’ll wait for it
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| I ain’t got no time to waste
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| Pulling down your dress like
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| I know he loves it
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| But look a little stressed like
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| You had it coming
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| And now you’re in a mess like
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| Who you’ll be keeping, and where you’ll be sleeping
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| Cuz it ain’t with me
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| I wasn’t born yesterday, so don’t fuck with me tonight
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| Did it satisfy your fantasy? |
| Just tell me what it’s like
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| And I don’t need your lies don’t give em to me
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| Don’t need your lies don’t give em
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| I don’t need your lies come give it to me
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| And I don’t need your lies don’t give em to me
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| Don’t need your lies don’t give em
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| I don’t need your lies come give it to me |