| In the mornin' a don’t say you love me
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| 'Cause I’ll only kick you outta the door
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| I know your name is Rita, 'cause your perfume’s smellin' sweeter
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| Since when I saw you down on the floor. |
| Guitar, woo
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| You won’t need to much persuadin'
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| I don’t mean to sound degradin'
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| But with a face like that you got nothing to laugh about
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| A-red lips, hair and fingernails
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| I hear you’re a mean old Jezebel
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| Let’s go upstairs and read my tarot cards. |
| Come on honey
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| Stay with me, stay with me
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| For tonight you better stay with me. |
| Woo yeah
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| Stay with me, stay with me
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| For tonight you’d better stay with me. |
| Ah wacko
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| Oh ho
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| So in the mornin', please don’t say you love me
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| 'Cause you know I’ll only kick you out the door
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| Yeah, I’ll pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne
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| Just don’t be here in the mornin' when I wake up. |
| C’mon honey
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| Stay with me, stay with me
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| 'Cause tonight you’re gonna stay with me
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| Sit down, get up, get out
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| Stay with me, stay with me
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| 'Cause tonight you’re gonna stay with me
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| Hey, what’s your name again?
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| Oh no
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| Get out. |
| Woo
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| Oh, oh no
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| Woo
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| Get yourself home
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| Slow down there. |
| Woo, hoo hoo
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| Wait a minute. |
| Woo |