| I’ve seen 'em watch you and
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| Make plans what they’ll do when
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| Someday you are no longer mine
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| I’ve heard 'em carry on about
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| How when I’m finally gone they’re
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| Gonna treat you, oh, so fine
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| But I could have told them that
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| They’d never hold you if they tried
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| I could have told them
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| You bend and fold men who
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| Thought they would have you for a prize
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| I could have told them
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| Those foolish soul’d men that
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| They’d never hold you if they tried hey
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| I’ve been made real aware of
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| Pleasure that they’ll share with
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| You soon as I slip your mind
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| I’ve listened to 'em boast how
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| I’ll just be a ghost once
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| They start takin' up your time
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| But I could have told them that
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| They’d never hold you if they tried
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| I could have told them that
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| They’d never hold you if they tried hey |