| Yeah I found you there on my front steps
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| Mascara eyes and a threadbare dress
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| Said is it ok if I stay for awhile?
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| You were talking fast and feeling down
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| So you spent the week, he was out of town
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| Woke up alone, I should’ve known you’d be gone
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| I’m tired of being your other guy
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| I wanna be more than your good time
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| But your love is breaking my heart
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| Come on little pretty, let me out of your dark
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| Oh isn’t it a pity?
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| In a Cadillac with the backseat torn out
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| Looking back I should have turned it around
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| Love is breaking my heart, so let me go little pretty
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| Oh tell me baby, what’s your plan?
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| Cause I don’t really understand
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| There’s got to be a way for me to get to you
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| Yeah, I got you in when you lost your key
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| And scored some pills so you could sleep
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| I went home, woke up alone thinking about you
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| I’m tired of being your other guy
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| I wanna be more than your good time
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| Because your love is breaking my heart
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| Come on little pretty, let me outta your dark
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| Oh isn’t it a pity?
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| In a Cadillac with the backseat torn out
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| Looking back I should have turned it around
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| Love is breaking my heart
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| So let me go little pretty
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| Don’t you call me up when you’re in need
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| Don’t you baby
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| Cause I’m in too deep, I can barely breathe
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| And I’m tired of trying to tell you
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| That your love is breaking my heart
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| Come on little pretty
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| Let me out of your dark
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| Oh isn’t it a pity?
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| In a Cadillac with the backseat torn out
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| Looking back I should’ve turned it around
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| Now love is breaking my heart
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| Come on little pretty
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| Let me out of your dark
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| Oh isn’t it a pity?
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| In a Cadillac with the backseat torn out
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| Looking back I should have turned it around
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| Love is breaking my heart, so let me go little pretty, yeah
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| So let me go little pretty, yeah
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| So let me go little pretty, yeah
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| So let me go little pretty, yeah
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| So let me go little pretty
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| Breaking my heart, baby won’t you go to sleep? |