| Saw you the other day, you said my hair was brown and long
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| I said I wasn’t sure why I take time to talk to ya boy
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| I saw her call your phone I secretly looked but you knew all along
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| And blue birds didn’t sing, so replace my tears with a ring
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| Go the distance if you please
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| 'Cause your touches are a tease if you really want me then
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| Mister please don’t waste my time, wasn’t made to hear you whine
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| Here it comes
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| Boy I tell you
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| A E I O U, losers with their fiction
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| A E I O U, must be an addiction
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| A E I O U, you say I see myself in you
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| But you ain’t hittin' nothin' with your woe
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| You called me the other day, you said my head was sweet yet cruel
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| I laughed the whole way through, don’t you see the problem is you?
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| I tried to shop for shoes 'cause you raped my tired head for answers
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| Chased me down the street, I still don’t think the problem is me
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| Go the distance if you please
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| 'Cause your touches are a tease, if you really want me then
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| Mister please don’t waste my time, wasn’t made to hear you whine
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| Here it comes
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| Boy I tell you
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| A E I O U, losers with their fiction
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| A E I O U, must be an addiction
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| A E I O U, you say I see myself in you
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| But you ain’t hittin' nothin' with your woe
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| Boy I tell you
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| A E I O U, losers with their fiction
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| A E I O U, must be an addiction
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| A E I O U, you say I see myself in you
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| But you ain’t hittin' nothin' with your woe
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| Boy I tell you
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| A E I O U, losers with their fiction
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| A E I O U, must be an addiction
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| A E I O U, you say I see myself in you
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| But you ain’t hittin' nothin' with your woe |