| There is something I want to talk about
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| But lately you ain’t listening to me
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| Last night on my pillow
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| There was another man whispering to you
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| And I found a poem
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| In your jean jacket
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| I realize written all over your face
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| There was another man whispering to you
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| If you’re dissatisfied with the love that I provide
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| Why do you cry that you miss me?
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| Last night on my pillow
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| There was another man whispering to you
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| Well how do you sleep at night
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| Holding another
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| Then reapply your lipstick to kiss me?
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| Mmh… well last night on my pillow
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| There was another man whispering to you
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| Whispering to you
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| Whispering to you
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| There’s been whispering to you, to you
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| Well you can keep, you can keep that pillow
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| You can keep that son of a bitch
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| That’s been whispering to you
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| You keep, keep that pillow
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| Keep that son of a bitch
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| That’s been whispering |