| She don’t need anybody to tell her she’s pretty
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| She’s heard it every single day of her life
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| He’s got to wonder what she sees in him
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| When there’s so many others standing in line
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| She gives herself to him, but he’s still on the other side
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| She’s alone in this world, She’s nobody’s girl
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| She’s nobody’s girl
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| She shows up at this doorstep in the middle of the night
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| Then she disappears for weeks at a time
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| Just enough to keep him wanting more
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| But never is he satisfied
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| And he’s left to pick up the pieces, wondering what does he do this for
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| She’s off in her own little world, She’s nobody’s girl
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| She’s nobody’s girl
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| He said «Before I met her, I didn’t love nothin.'
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| I could take it or leave it, that was okay, but
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| She brings out a want in me
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| For things I didn’t even know that I need.»
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| She does anything she wants, anytime she wants to
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| With anyone. |
| You know, she wants it all
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| Still she gets all upset over the least little thing
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| When you hurt her, it makes you feel so small
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| And she’s a walking contradiction
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| But I ache for her inside
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| She’s fragile like a string of pearls
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| She’s nobody’s girl
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| She’s fragile like a string of pearls
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| She’s nobody’s girl
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| She’s nobody’s girl
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| She’s nobody’s girl |