| Check it out ah, ya, ya
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| From the moment we met, I was breathless
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| And not asbestos breathless either,
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| Always, when you least expect it,
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| Stumble across Rapunzel a Libra,
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| Couldn’t leave, I had to meet her,
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| Greet the girl of my dreams with a kiss on the hand,
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| What up? |
| Little magnificent missing a man,
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| Ran away, like kids to a van (Yeah!)
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| Gorgeous, walking on water,
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| Sort of like Erin McNaught, but little shorter,
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| Wore a Pandora, bought her a charm,
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| Wasn’t short of thought — bit of Paul on her arm,
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| Calling for calm, we fought, made Iraq
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| And the border of Jordan a walk in the park,
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| Jaws of a shark, too hard to break it off,
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| Fall apart, so I would say:
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| Rapunzel, gotta let your hair down,
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| Girl, gotta let your hair down,
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| I’m tired of fighting,
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| We ain’t going nowhere now
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| Gotta let your hair down,
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| Girl, gotta let your hair down,
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| Why we trying?
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| We ain’t going nowhere now
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| And even she could see,
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| Her love was like a demolition derby,
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| I was Herbie, the love-bug, swerving,
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| Cause I work on the road,
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| She was like Russell the Crow,
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| A jerk with her phone!
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| Know that I don’t wanna fight —
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| Another night, chewing off my ear, like Mike,
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| Another night ruined, I knew it,
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| Knew you would do it,
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| Scream when I’m out, like Hewitt,
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| You were the one, you were the one that ran away,
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| Like underlay, underlay,
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| Then break it off, but come running back,
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| Like baby, I want you back, but don’t call me that,
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| Now baby, baby,
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| Baby, don’t call me baby-baby,
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| I said, baby-baby, don’t call me baby,
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| Baby-baby
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| Gotta let your hair down,
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| Girl, gotta let your hair down,
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| I’m tired of fighting,
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| We ain’t going nowhere now
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| Gotta let your hair down,
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| Girl, gotta let your hair down,
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| Why we trying?
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| We ain’t going nowhere now
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| Na, I’m just sick of you saying my friends are above you,
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| You knew, when you were with me,
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| But you were lost in watching Sex and the City,
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| And what did you give me?
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| Your lips moving, but nothing coming out, like Britney!
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| And, what, did you lose it?
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| No, trust: every movement watched, like Truman,
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| Only human, I ain’t a saint, but don’t cheat when I’m in the game,
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| And still you know, you know no, you know you don’t know me,
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| Die from the photos I got, like Dodi,
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| My own Naomi Campbell, I try to help, she fly off the handle:
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| No more candles, no more dinner, no more, I’m fat
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| I could look a little thinner,
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| Where’s my Cinderella, my little Bella?
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| Hard, but I had to tell her, so I’d say, yeah, so I’d say,
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| I keep tellin' her, I keep tellin' her:
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| Rapunzel, gotta let your hair down,
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| Girl, gotta let your hair down,
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| I’m tired of fighting,
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| We ain’t going nowhere now
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| Gotta let your hair down,
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| Girl, gotta let your hair down,
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| Why we trying?
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| We ain’t going nowhere now
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| We ain’t going nowhere now |