| I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair
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| I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair
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| I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair
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| And send him on his way
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| I’m gonna wave that man right outta my arms
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| I’m gonna wave that man right outta my arms
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| I’m gonna wave that man right outta my arms
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| And send him on his way
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| Don’t try to patch it up Tear it up, tear it up Wash him out, dry him out
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| Push him out, fly him out
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| Cancel him and let him go Yea, sister
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| I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair
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| I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair
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| I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair
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| And send him on his way
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| If a man don’t understand you
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| If you fly on separate beams
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| Waste no time, make a change
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| Ride that man right off your range
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| Rub him out of the roll call
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| And drum him out of your dreams
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| Oho, if you laugh at different comics
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| If you root for different teams
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| Waste no time, weep no more
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| Show him what the door is for
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| Rub him out of the roll call
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| And drum him out of your dreams
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| You can’t light a fire when the woods are wet
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| No You can’t make a butterfly strong
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| Hmm, hmm
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| You can’t fix an egg when it ain’t quite good
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| And you can’t fix a man when he’s wrong
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| You can’t put back a petal when it falls from a flower
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| Or sweeten up a fellow when he starts turnin' sour
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| Oh no, oh no If his eyes get dull and fishy
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| When you look for glints and gleams
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| Waste no time
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| Make a switch
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| Drop him in the nearest ditch
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| Rub him out of the roll call
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| And drum him out of your dreams
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| Oho, oho
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| I went to wash that man right outta my hair
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| I went to wash that man right outta my hair
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| I went to wash that man right outta my hair
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| And sent him on his way
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| She went to wash that man right outta my hair
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| She went to wash that man right outta my hair
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| She went to wash that man right outta my hair
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| And send him on his way |