| I’m waiting by the loading dock for you
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| TV and guitar in hock for you
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| Come on, girl
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| Come on and give me a ring
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| Come on, girl
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| Pick up and ring
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| Come on and pick up and
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| I gave up blow and adderall for you
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| So I’d have dough and spend it all on you
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| So call, girl
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| Come on and give me a ring
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| Call, girl
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| Pick up and ring
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| Come on and pick up and
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| Why don’t you call, girl?
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| I realize it’s me who makes advances
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| All advances
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| And I realize arrangements come from me
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| It’s me, it’s me, it’s me who always wants to meet
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| So come on, girl
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| Come on and pick up and ring
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| Come on, girl
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| Pick up and ring
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| Come on and pick up and
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| When I call on you, everything is good again
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| And everything and everything
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| I don’t need to say anything, it’s understood
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| Again, anything and everything
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| I don’t ask, I don’t need an answer
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| I hear your lies in dead romance
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| Rise and rise, I lead
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| I lead and then again it’s
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| So call, girl
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| Come on and give me a ring
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| Call, girl
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| Pick up and ring
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| Come on and pick up and |