| You know that lately people ask what I’m
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| Doin' sittin' home alone all by myself
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| They know I’m used to bein' out and about and they
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| Don’t know just what’s become of myself
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| They say the swinger can’t swing it no more
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| But they don’t know what I’m hidin' behind my door
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| Because you know I know I’ve never known nobody
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| Nobody like you… Nobody to do what you do
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| And when you’re leavin' poor me all alone
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| You got me sittin' here sufferin' by my telephone
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| I been left… I been right
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| And when I’m wrong I know you’re gonna make me
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| See the light
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| Because you know I know I’ve never known nobody
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| Nobody like you… Nobody like you
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| White other people dancin' romancin' and chancin'
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| Their lives every saturday night
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| Watchin' TV drinkin' tea her and me
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| And maybe even have us a fight
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| 'Cause an argument can be outta sight
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| When you love to argue and you know how to fight
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| I don’t care about soul
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| I don’t even care about no rock and roll
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| You know I don’t care about nothin'
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| Nobody… Nobody but you |