| I’ve been crucified, darling
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| Ghosts haunt me like New Orleans
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| I’ve been charged with murder
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| Need someone to push me further
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| I’ll hit you where it hurts, yeah
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| If you don’t put me first, yeah
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| And I don’t give no apologies
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| If you lose a life, that’s not on me, yeah
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| Better, baby, better treat me better
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| Better than those other guys who change up like the weather, yeah
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| It is such a shame that they went missing, they can’t find 'em now
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| Oh, I wonder how I accidentally put them in the ground, yeah
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| I might be a little tipsy on your love
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| Makes me a little crazy, but so what?
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| You’re strumming on my heartstrings, don’t be dumb
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| If you love your little life, then don’t fuck up
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| I’ll take you to the afterlife
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| Boy, if you ain’t actin' right
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| Key your car and crash the lights
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| Hit your head, I’m not polite
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| Then I’ll hunt down your family
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| Let 'em know 'bout the tragedy
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| Who did it? |
| A mystery
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| But you know that it, it was me, yeah
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| Better, baby (Babe), better treat me better (Babe)
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| Better than those other guys who change up like the weather, yeah
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| It is such a shame that they went missing, they can’t find 'em now
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| Oh, I wonder how I accidentally put them in the ground, yeah
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| I might be a little tipsy on your love
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| Makes me a little crazy, but so what?
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| You’re strumming on my heartstrings, don’t be dumb
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| If you love your little life, then don’t fuck up
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| Don’t you mess up
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| Don’t you mess up, baby, no
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| Don’t be dumb, boy
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| In your ear like a radio
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| I’m a bad girl
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| Shake a lil' ass if you’re crazy, yeah
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| We just havin' fun
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| Oh, I might be a little tipsy on your love (Dum, dum, dum)
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| If you love your little life, then don’t fuck up |