| Oh, I’m sorry I stole your man.
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| Oh, I’m sorry he loves me most.
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| But I took his heart and I lost my own.
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| And I’m sorry he’s got my name, written below his chest.
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| Oh it’s not my fault that I took him for myself,
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| 'cause he’s just so gonna feel it.
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| Oh, you’re pretty like a devil’s hound.
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| Sweet like a lemon tree.
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| But you ain’t enough for what you need to be,
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| 'cause he’s just gonna feel it.
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| Say, «take me (take)
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| Oh leave me, go wild». | 
| (wild)
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| You’re gonna find out somehow, (somehow)
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| I’m getting my way
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| Oh, when the sun shines, (sunshines)
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| Don’t cry about his brown eyes. | 
| (brown)
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| He’s leaving you, babe, (tongue tied)
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| And coming for me.
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| Sorry I stole your pride,
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| Got bred by the tales you told.
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| Bad things you’ve done with a past like mine.
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| And I’m sorry that you got no sense.
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| Just take it from the ones who give
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| Oh it’s coming back.
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| He’s mine, you’re on your own.
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| He’s just gonna feel it
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| Say «Take me, (take me)
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| Oh leave me, go wild». | 
| (wild)
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| You’re gonna find somehow, (somehow)
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| I’m getting my way.
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| When the sun shines, (sun shines)
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| Don’t cry about his brown eyes. | 
| (brown)
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| He leaving you, babe, (tongue tied)
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| And coming for me.
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| If my life were like good people,
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| But I wasn’t able to tell.
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| Got what’s yours, you got your fever
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| But I’ll give them a help.
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| If you keep your small arms loaded,
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| I’ll wonder what you get.
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| «Take me. | 
| (take)
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| Oh, leave me, go wild."(wild)
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| You’re gonna find out somehow, (somehow)
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| I’m getting my way.
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| When the sun shines, (sun shines)
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| Don’t cry about his brown eyes. | 
| (brown)
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| He leaving you, babe, (tongue tied)
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| And coming for me. |