| Here I go again
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| I told her, «No»
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| She comes around again
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| I couldn’t go She said, «Give me something
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| Give me gold»
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| I said, «Give me something
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| That I can hold, instead»
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| But tell me Tell me Tell me About your strawberry love, if it really doesn’t go for what I said
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| Strawberries
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| You don’t know how
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| I’m drunk up off your seeds
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| I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds
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| Strawberries, strawberries
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| You don’t know how
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| I’m drunk up off your seeds
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| I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds
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| She comes around again
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| I couldn’t go Again
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| All I ever wanted was to know
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| Here, there, and then
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| She said, «Baby, can I take you for a little ride out?»
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| I didn’t know
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| I said, «Baby, can I love you for one long lonely night?
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| A little more? |
| Please?»
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| But either way, you got to Tell me Tell me Tell me About your strawberry love, if it really doesn’t go for what I said
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| Strawberries
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| You don’t know how
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| I’m drunk up off your seeds
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| I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds
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| Strawberries, strawberries
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| You don’t know how
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| I’m drunk up off your seeds
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| I’ll lick it 'til it bleeds
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| See, I’m not trying to be cold baby
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| But sometimes, sometimes
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| Strawberries |