| I was sitting in a bar
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| She got out of a great big limousine car
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| Started drinking pink ladies
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| Like they were going out of style
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| I said «Hey, what’s your name?»
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| She said «Oh men, they’re all the same
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| Come over here and keep me accompanied for a while»
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| It’s never black or white
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| But sometimes in the dark of the night
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| Two wrongs can make a right
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| She said «I got money, I have fame
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| I got a man at home and he’s so well trained
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| I got fancy clothes and a microwave oven
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| One thing I don’t have is some good lovin'»
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| It’s never black or white
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| But sometimes in the dark of the night
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| Two wrongs can make a right
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| You do the best you can
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| Lonely people understand
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| Two wrongs can make a right
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| We went fast, we went far
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| In the backseat of that limousine car
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| Sometimes in the night
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| Two wrongs can’t make a right
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| Well now the sun was coming up
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| She dropped me off where she picked me up
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| She said «Let's do this again sometime»
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| But before I knew it she was out of mind
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| It’s never black or white
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| But sometimes in the dark of night
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| Two wrongs can make a right
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| You do the best you can
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| Lonely people understand
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| Two wrongs can make a right… |