| Well, you can stay all night if you want to
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| You can hang out with all of his friends
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| You can go and meet his mother and father
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| You better make sure that’s where it ends
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| 'Cause baby, there’s one thing that you gotta know
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| Let him read your palm and guess your sign
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| Let him take you home and treat you fine
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| But baby, don’t let him waste your time
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| Don’t let him waste your time
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| 'Cause the years fly by in an instant
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| And you wonder what he’s waiting for
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| Oh, then some skinny bitch walks by in some hot pants
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| And he’s a-running out the door
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| So remember that one thing that you gotta know
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| Let him read your palm and guess your sign
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| Let him take you home and treat you so fine
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| But baby, don’t let him waste your time
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| Don’t let him waste your time
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| You ain’t getting no younger
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| And you’ve got nothing to show
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| So tell him that it’s now or never
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| And then go, go, go, go, go
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| He can have his space
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| Yeah, he can take his time
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| Now he can kiss you where the sun don’t shine
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| Oh baby, don’t let him waste your time
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| Don’t let him waste your time
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| Don’t let him waste your time
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| Don’t let him waste your time
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| Don’t let him waste your time
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| No, don’t let him waste your time
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| Don’t let him waste your time
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| No, don’t let him waste your time
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| No, don’t let him waste your time |