| Man, be careful with a fool. |
| you know, someday he may get smart
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| Man, be careful with a fool. |
| you know, someday he may get smart
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| He will treat you so cool and chilly, till he hurt you to your heart
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| Yeah, you know
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| Hate to remember, oh, what a fool I used to be, ha, ha!
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| Man, I hate to remember how foolish I used to be
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| The way I used to love you, baby, how bad it’s gonna be
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| You know, I used to cry 'bout you, baby, ha!
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| You know, I’d-a walk the streets a-late at night
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| Used to cry about ya, a-walk the streets, a-late at night
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| If you love me just a little bit, baby, why in the world don’t you treat me
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| right?
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| Ah, yeah
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| Oh, yeah
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| Yeah!
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| Yeah!
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| Ah!
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| Yeah, baby!
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| Uh, fin’lly over, baby, whoa, I believe this is the end, ah, ah, yeah, well!
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| Fin’lly over, baby, oh, I believe this-a is the end, ah
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| I want to tell you my baby, to forgive me for my sin |