| I’m writing a letter
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| I know I’ll never send
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| It’s about you and me
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| Have we come to an end
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| You better think up a good lie
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| Because I saw him with you
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| You better give it a good try
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| Before we’re no longer two
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| Are there fingerprints on your body baby
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| Are there fingerprints on your clothes
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| Don’t you go giving me that cross-eyed smile
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| Don’t you go turning up your nose
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| Does he have a Jaguar
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| Camaro, Trans Am or Porsche
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| Was it love at first sight
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| Or did he take you by force
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| Are there fingerprints on your body baby
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| Are there fingerprints on your clothes
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| Don’t you go giving me that cross-eyed smile
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| Don’t you go turning up your nose
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| Whoa Willie
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| I’m writing a letter
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| I know I’ll never send
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| It’s about you and me
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| And how we came to an end
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| I’m gonna make up a good lie
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| I’m gonna tell it to you
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| So you can fake a big cry
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| Cuz we both know what you’ll do
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| Are there fingerprints on your body baby
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| Are there fingerprints on your clothes
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| Don’t you go giving me that cross-eyed smile
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| Don’t you go turning up your nose
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| Are there fingerprints on your body baby
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| Are there fingerprints on your clothes
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| Don’t you go giving me that cross-eyed smile
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| Don’t you go turning up your nose |