| You still probably think, I just wanna fuck
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| Is that really, is that really what you think of us
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| I can promise that, I won’t try again
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| I can’t promise I could go and stay just as your friend
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| Oh no, that’s too difficult
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| Baby I’m a go getter
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| And there’s a voice in the back of my mind
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| And it’s tellin' me to go get her
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| You make my whole head hurt, yeah
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| You don’t know what you do to me, no
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| These feelings that you give to me
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| They play with me
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| And make me think there’s something else
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| It’s fuckin' hell, got no one to tell
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| But now you know why I call you up
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| Call you up
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| Now you know why, now you know why
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| Now you know
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| Cause I think about you when I get high
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| And I think about you when I get low
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| Why the fuck you think that I call at night
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| Cause I think there’s something between us both
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| Baby all the things that I did not say
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| Circle in my mind til I drift away
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| Why the fuck you think that I call at night
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| Press decline whenever you see my name
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| But that’s fine cause you aren’t mine
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| Leave me in the dark til I cannot find no light
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| Baby take your time, baby take your time
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| Yeah, yeah, ain’t it crazy how I would be myself around you
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| Didn’t have to go and switch my flow
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| And put no game on you
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| Ain’t it crazy how you would be yourself around me
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| Used to get so comfortable
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| You show a side they never see
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| Used to pull up on the block
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| Hit you like «Yo I’m outside»
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| Mama peepin out the window
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| She can’t see who in my ride
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| Windows lookin' dark as fuck
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| Always think I’m tryna fuck
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| Shoulda took you to the Ritz
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| The last time I picked you up
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| Am I just goin' crazy
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| I’m goin' crazy
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| You don’t gotta call me
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| You don’t gotta text me
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| I’ma just act like I don’t care
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| And call back next week
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| Yeah, my problems |