| I guess it was yourself you were involved with
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| I would have sworn it was me I might have found out sooner if You’d only let me close enough to see
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady
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| No way to treat your baby
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| Your woman, your friend
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady, no way
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| But maybe it’s a way for us to end
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| I was only bein’a picture
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| With all the colors I know
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| While you were busy looking into
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| Wide blue mirrors and lovin’the show
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady
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| No way to treat your baby
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| Your woman, your friend
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady, no way
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| But maybe it’s a way for us to end
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| There’s a funny kind of consolation
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| Keepin’me sane
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| And I’d really like to share it Crawl on deep in my brain
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| You see the time you never felt me Lovin’you or needin’you
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| So leavin’you now
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| You still won’t know how to feel the pain
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| I was lookin’out for my happiness
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| While you were looking within
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| And before you know your own reflection
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| Always starts to tire you and it’s happened again
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady
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| No way to treat your baby
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| Your woman, your friend
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady, no way
|
| But maybe it’s a way for us to end
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady
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| No way to treat your baby
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| Your woman, your friend
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| That ain’t no way to treat a lady, no way
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| But maybe it’s a way for us to end |