| I’m gonna wake up tomorrow and find a new place to live
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| Do whatever the hell you want cause I’ve run out of shits to give
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| I’m gonna take the dog and leave you with all of the bills
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| And find somebody else to love with marketable skills
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| I’ve tried (I've tried)
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| So hard (So hard)
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| But you refuse to listen, baby
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| These are the thoughts that I have
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| When I go (go) go to bed mad
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| Go to bed mad
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| I hope that your job transfers you to somewhere far away
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| Perhaps Des Moines, Iowa or Guantanamo Bay
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| I’ve tried (I've tried)
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| So hard (So hard)
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| But you refuse to listen, baby
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| These are the thoughts that I have
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| When I go (go) go (go) go to bed mad
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| Go to bed mad
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| When the morning comes
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| I see the light again
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| That sparkle in your eyes
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| Then your boobs come out
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| And suddenly I forget
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| What we were fighting about
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| When the morning comes
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| I see the light again
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| That sparkle in your eyes
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| Then your boobs come out
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| And suddenly I forget
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| What we were fighting about
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| I’ve tried (I've tried)
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| So hard (So hard)
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| But you refuse to listen, baby
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| I’m (Not mad)
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| Not mad (Not mad)
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| Why would I be this is silly
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| Turn around and just let me kiss you maybe
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| These are the thoughts that I have
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| Cause now I go (go) go (go) go (go) go to bed glad |