| It’s not for free
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| But I’ll take your love
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| If your love will pay me
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| I see your wallet in your pocket
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| You know I carry my heart around my neck
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| Like a locket, so I can take it off
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| Now I feel good, I feel like candy
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| Go out on the street, I’m gonna make some money
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| That was just a joke about the money
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| You’re gonna pay me with your life
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| Out on the corner
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| Like a fallen Maraschino cherry
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| I know you’re scared to eat me
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| You got a candy red sports car
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| My heart is not a sports car
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| My heart is a cab
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| Your love is a fad
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| And you’re a drag
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| And now I feel good, I feel like candy
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| Go out on the street, I wanna make some money
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| That was just a joke about the money
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| You’re gonna pay me with your life
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| You wanna have me
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| You watch me like TV
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| You wanna hold me
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| Collect me like rubies
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| Talk about me like a movie
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| You’re so dirty
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| And now I feel good, I feel like candy
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| I’ll get in your car, I wanna make some money
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| That was just a joke about the money
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| You’re gonna pay me with your life |