| Well I admit, I tell white lies
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| And I admit, I dramatize everything hat I do Well, I admit, I am headstrong
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| And I admit, I act too young
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| But for the bad in me, there’s good to offer you
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| Oh, but the girl you see, slips her number into pockets,
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| And lets her love fly off like rockets, to the moon,
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| Well baby there’s no room,
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| For the girl you see, she’s not anything no not like me,
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| If you really think that I could lead you on —
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| Well you read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.
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| Well I admit, I just don’t care
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| And I admit I sometimes stare, but usally it’s at you
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| Well I admit I tend to cry
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| And I admit I don’t know why,
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| But for the bad in me there’sgood to offer you.
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| Oh, but the girl you see, slips her number into pockets,
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| And lets her love fly off like rockets, to the moon,
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| Well baby there’s no room,
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| For the girl you see, isn’t anything no not like me,
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| If you really think that I could lead you on —
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| Well you read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.
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| You read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.
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| So I’m caught in a trap and don’t know what to do So tell me, can’t you see all that matters now,
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| Is me, and you,
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| But it’s no use baby cause, oh Well baby there’s no room, for the girl you see,
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| Isn’t anything no not like me,
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| If you really think that I could lead you on —
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| Well you read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.
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| You read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong… |