| Look on the flip side
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| It coulda' gone real bad
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| The way I see this thing
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| It worked out all the better
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| The better best anyhow
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| And you know that you’re so very precious to me
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| You know you’re so high-class
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| Now I need to clear a few things up
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| I need to get my head clear
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| Need to clear the air
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| Should be clear I’m a cold, hard killer
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| Who’s sophisticated with touch of high-class
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| A heart-breaker bringing death by sexy
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| A lady-killer, mama, in a rock n' roll band
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| Know I am a black-hearted devil, honey
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| I must admit you’re really under my skin
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| But nothing’s going on between us
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| If he thinks it is then I would feel so bad
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| But nothing’s going on between us
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| If he thinks it is then I would feel so bad |