| Well I’m not the one to preach the power of love
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| And I’m not the one to tell you what you want
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| She got the lock and she got the key
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| Ashamed to say she’s got a hold on me
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| Oh, I can’t see no reason why
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| Oh, I can’t keep you satisfied
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| Hey!
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| She keep running, she keep running around
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| She keep running, she keep running around
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| She ain’t a sprint, she’s a marathon
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| She keep running
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| She keep running around, she keep running around
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| Got held up, now my head’s hung low
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| Got tangled up where the rumors grow
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| And it’s hard to explain just what she means to me
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| But if you love it, man, then you set it free
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| Oh, I can’t see no reason why
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| Oh, I can’t keep you satisfied
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| Hey!
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| She keep running around |