| I give 'em love and they run away
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| Fly to Paris, don’t wanna stay
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| All she wanted was caviar
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| All I got was her time of day
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| Wanna take you out, wanna show you off
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| Wanna buy you things, wanna get you off, oh girl
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| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Wanna put your name in outer space
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| When we’re on a plane to another place, oh yeah
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| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And now I got a taste of my own medicine
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| All this shit that I do to women
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| It may be crazy, we all suckers for somethin'
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| We all suckers for somethin', yeah
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| And now I got a taste of my own medicine
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| All this shit that I do to women
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| It may be crazy, we all suckers for somethin'
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| We all suckers for somethin', oh
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| And if you feel the way I feel, you might fuck up and send a text
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| But put your phone down, baby give that shit a rest
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| Oh God, you don’t need that
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| We all suckers for somethin', best believe that
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| And I wanna tell you every night and day
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| The feelings come, the feelings stay
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| But you came around, I wrote you off
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| And I’m slippin' up and I’m playin' games
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| She wanna interrupt, wanna cut me off
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| Wanna make me feel like hella small, oh God
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| That shit ain’t cute
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| She wanna stay out late, party in the Hills
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| Rub it in my face, make me feel my feels, alright
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| I guess I got it bad
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| And now I got a taste of my own medicine
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| All this shit that I do to women
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| It may be crazy, we all suckers for somethin'
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| We all suckers for somethin', yeah
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| And now I got a taste of my own medicine
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| All this shit that I do to women
|
| It may be crazy, we all suckers for somethin'
|
| We all suckers for somethin', oh
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| And if you feel the way I feel, you might fuck up and send a text
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| But put your phone down, baby give that shit a rest
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| Oh God, you don’t need that
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| We all suckers for somethin', best believe that |