| Well, the pretty ring I gave to you don’t seem to mean anything, girl
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| Well, you’re just as nice, but I’m cold as ice as I sit here all alone
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| Call my friends and they call theirs, but they said they hadn’t seen you
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| So I clutch your picture to my chest and wait for you to phone
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh baby, you been flirtin'
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Cheatin' and sneakin' around
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Well that’s no way to treat me
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Gonna get a rope and tie you down
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| Well, twelve o’clock, it was just no use, so I got up to go searchin'
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| Without a clue to where to find you, I didn’t know who to call
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| Walkin' down this cold dark street I could hear my mama sayin'
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| «Son don’t sit home for that girl, while she’s out having a ball.»
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Baby, you been flirtin'
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Cheatin' and sneakin' around
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Well, that’s no way to treat me
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, Gonna get a rope and tie you down
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| Now I don’t want to fight, that’s not justified
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| Hey stop, look at me!
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| If you wanna be mine, you gotta give all your love to me
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| Yeah, stop, look at you!
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| You’re a shell of a girl… with a heart that’s so untrue
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| Baby, you been flirtin', cheatin' and sneakin', around
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| Stop, look at me, you been flirtin', look at you! |
| Mama’s right! |