| I got a funny feelin' somethin’s goin' on,
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| had a good girl, treated her wrong
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| I got a funny feelin' somethin’s goin' on,
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| treated her wrong, now my good girl’s gone
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| I got a funny feelin' somethin’s goin' on,
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| woke up one mornin' an' my girl was gone, couldn’t figure out what the hell
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| went wrong,
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| didn’t think she’d leave 'cuz she wasn’t that strong, but I was wrong
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| Now I’m the one that’s hurt, quiet as kept,
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| readin' quotes from her note that read a skep 'cuz I slept
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| Now what was I supposed to do? |
| How’s it supposed to be?
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| How could you leave me? |
| I mean, damn, I’m Heavy D!
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| Boy was I dumb, thought I was the one
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| baggin' on her for her friends jus' for the fun
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| I wish I woulda known, I woulda begged her to stay
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| Now, Heavy D’s Heavy Dumb 'cuz his girl ran away
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| Now as the days go by, I’m steady tryna handle it,
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| the more I think about it, the more I untangle it
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| Boy was I a fool, treated her cruel
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| Stratght-up disrespect for the sake of bein' cool
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| Sittin' all day an' I ask myself «Why?»
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| I guess you never miss your water 'til your well runs dry
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| I figured I was bigger by callin the shots, plannin' the plots,
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| takin' advantage of what I got, I shoulda stopped
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| An' now I’m lonely from actin' like a phony,
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| buggin' somethin' over, even mama didn’t know me
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| I tried to call her, but she won’t call back,
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| she won’t call back, she won’t call back
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| Now everyday is jus' another day almost where I stay,
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| not in the mood to play b’cuz my girlie ran away
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| I guess I really learned my lesson, dig it, I’m through
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| Nex' time I get a good girl, I’ll know what to do
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| No more Mr. Rough or Tough-neck,
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| actin like a drug-incest |