| Ya told me ya loved me
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| Ya know you told me a lie
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| I thought I was your somethin' special
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| I thought I was your only guy
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| You said that I was way more
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| Better than the finest of gold
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| I guess that I was on the biggest thrill
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| Of the biggest lie that you ever told
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| It’s too cold, cold, cold
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| The way you wreck my soul
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| And it’s too cold, cold, cold
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| The way you wreck my soul
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| The taste of yo lips
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| You do me up, alright
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| To let me love you, baby
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| Like you used to do each and every night
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| When you first arrived
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| Down on my country set
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| All the fellows in the neighborhood
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| They started diggin' you, they ain’t stopped
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| Yet
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| It’s too cold, cold, cold
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| The way you wreck my soul
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| And it’s too cold, cold, cold
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| The way you wreck my soul
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| Baby and I just can’t dig it
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| You been rippin' and runnin' with Tom, Dick
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| And Slim
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| And it hurts me to my heart
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| (Knowing that they ain’t givin' you no money
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| Child
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| For what you givin' them)
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| And it’s too cold, cold, cold
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| The way you wreck my soul |