| She’d bring me flowers on a Sunday
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| With a bottle of wine
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| But I got my fingers in the cookie jar
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| I ain’t got the time, no
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| And you say that actions speak louder
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| So why you talkin' so much?
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| Well, you want me to be more specific
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| And that you love me so much?
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| And I can’t sleep, not that I ever wanted to
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| I just dream 'cause, well, livin' is hard
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| Don’t pity me, just keep movin' along
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| I will be livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| I remember when we met she said
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| She knew she’d be mine
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| But now, she lookin' crazy in the face
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| She’d want to skin me alive
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| And you say that, you can recommend it
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| You were the queen of the pearl
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| But you act like you are so offended
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| But it’s in it, I just don’t give a fuck
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| And I can’t sleep, not that I ever wanted to
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| I just dream 'cause, well, livin' is hard
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| Don’t pity me, just keep movin' along
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| I will be livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| Then I realized I was alone, so I got my fix
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| But the next time that she calls home
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| I’ma call it quits
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| And I can’t sleep, not that I ever wanted to
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| I just dream 'cause, well, livin' is hard
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| Don’t pity me, just keep movin' along
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| I will be livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| And I can’t sleep, not that I ever wanted to
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| I just dream 'cause, well, livin' is hard
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| Don’t pity me, just keep movin' along
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| I will be livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| Livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| Livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| Livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| Livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| Livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up
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| Livin' it up, livin' it up, livin' it up |