| I came down the mountain
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| Draggin' our love affair
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| Put on a pretty little number
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| I’m wearing you still
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| It was a hell of a scene at daddy’s feast
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| Nobody saw it coming, but the little red devil in me
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| He has a funny way saying forever too fast
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| Don’t get mad, can’t blame a tramp
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| For something he don’t have
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| I get on my knees and beg you
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| Hear my sinner’s prayer
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| I am what I am
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| And I don’t wanna break the heart of any other man
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| But you, but you
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| Hear my sinner’s prayer
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| It’s the only one I know
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| It sure as hell don’t rhyme
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| But it’s as good as, good as, good as, good as gold
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| Got a baby sister who looks just like me
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| She wants nothing more than a man to please
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| Maybe she’s in too deep
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| Her love for him ain’t cheap
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| But it breaks just like a knockoff piece
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| From Fulton Street
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| The man’s got a gift for getting what he wants
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| He’s thirsty when he drinks
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| Gets on the brink, and throws her off
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| I get on my knees and beg you
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| Hear my sinner’s prayer
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| I am what I am
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| And I don’t wanna break the heart of any other man
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| But you, but you
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| Hear my sinner’s prayer
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| It’s the only one I know
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| It sure as hell don’t rhyme
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| But it’s as good as, good as, good as, good as gold
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| Good as, good as, good as, good as gold
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| I can carry you, but not your ghosts
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| Wish I had the faith, but I don’t know, oh
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| Hear my sinner’s prayer
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| I am what I am
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| And I don’t wanna break the heart of any other man
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| But you, but you
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| Hear my sinner’s prayer
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| It’s the only one I know
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| It sure as hell don’t rhyme
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| But it’s as good as, good as, good as, good as gold
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| Good as, good as, good as, good as gold
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| Good as, good as, good as, good as gold |