| A trench coat with a pimp stare
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| Came into my life and tried to ruin it from there
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| And I got sick of all your games and lies
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| A smack here, and a smack there
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| «You're not supposed to say just what you want»
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| And I feared for life
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| Because of your bets and threats and bribes
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| You can blame it on my parents
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| You can blame it on the fact that I’m a Jack
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| You can call it what you want
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| Yeah, it hurt, but I bounced right back
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| And you control me with my own finance
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| I don’t know what I was thinking
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| I was your puppet and you made me dance
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| Strings are cut and now I’m living
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| You know you didn’t get away with this 'cause
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| In your small world
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| You’re just without the Miss (nothin'without the Miss)
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| And if you think that I am
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| Gonna sit around and take your sh1t
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| Then you must be thinkin’that I am
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| Still your bill-payin'fool
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| You can blame it on my parents
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| You can blame it on the fact that I’m a Jack
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| You can call it what you want
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| Yeah, it hurt, but I bounced right back
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| And you control me with my own finance
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| I don’t know what I was thinking
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| I was your puppet and you made me dance
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| Strings are cut and now I’m living
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| Hypnotized by your lies
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| Playboy made me cry, broke out in hives
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| Leavin’me, scarin’me, on my knees
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| Beggin’please, don’t hit me please
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| Couldn’t run out the door
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| 'Cause you stole my ends
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| And then you stole my freakin’Benz
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| You S.O.B., you f’d with me, you shoulda be a thankin’me, 'cause you were so
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| damn poor
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| You S.O.B., you f’d with me, you shoulda be a thankin’me, you S.O.B.
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| , and know you’ll never be
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| And you control me with my own finance
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| I don’t know what I was thinking
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| I was your puppet and you made me dance
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| Strings are cut and now I’m living
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| And you control me with my own finance
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| I don’t know what I was thinking
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| I should’ve left you but I had no chance
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| A profit to you with the size of my pants
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| I was your puppet and you made me dance
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| Strings are cut and now I’m living
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| Did you get her?
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| No, boss, I’m sorry… she got away. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Should've Left You, artist - La Toya Jackson. Album song Starting Over, in the genre Поп