| Where’d you get that sweater it’s so not your color
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| And where’d you get those shoes
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| They’re too gangsta for you
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| You should’ve asked me I would’ve told you straight away
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| And when was your last dinner
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| You’re looking so much thinner
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| And what’s up with those eyes
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| They’re losing all their light no they don’t sparkle quite like they did before
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| You could be mine you could be mine all mine or you could be hers
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| Whatever but I could do you so much better
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| And I could be yours I could be yours I could be yours all yours
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| But maybe that’s too much more than you can take maybe you’re just built to
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| break
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| I’d like to do your laundry
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| Bake you some nice cookies or knit you a new cap
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| Could you deal with that
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| Or does that scare you because I think it might
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| I think maybe you need reasons give yourself an out
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| Pick the girls who keep you wild don’t know what love’s about
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| I won’t give you one more reason not to settle down and I think that scares you
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| You could be mine you could be mine all mine or you could be hers
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| Whatever but I could do you so much better
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| And I could be yours I could be yours I could be yours all yours
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| But maybe I’m too much, more than you can take, maybe you’re just built to break |