| I saw you with your new girl just yesterday
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| And I feel that I must confess
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| Even though it kills me to have to say
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| I’ll admit that I was impressed
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| Physically just short of perfection
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| Gotta commend you on your selection
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| Though I know I shouldn’t be concerned
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| In the back of my mind I can’t help but question
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| (Does she rub your feet?)
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| When you’ve had a long day
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| (And scratch your scalp?)
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| When you take out your braids?
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| (Does she know that you)
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| Like to play PS2 till six in the morning like I do
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| I can’t explain this feeling
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| I think about it everyday
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| And even though we’ve moved on
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| It gets so hard to walk away
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| I can’t explain this feeling
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| I think about it everyday
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| And even though we’ve moved on
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| It gets so hard to walk away
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| I can’t explain this feeling
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| I can’t explain this feeling
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| Our life from day to day
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| Hoping maybe you’ll come back
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| And though I tell myself not to be afraid
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| To move on but it seems I can’t
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| Though a new man has given me attention
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| It ain’t the same as your affection
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| But I know I should be content
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| In the back of my mind
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| I can’t help but question
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| (Does he kiss me on the forehead?)
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| Before we play?
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| (Show up on my doorstep)
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| With a bouquet
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| (Call me in the middle of the day?)
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| Just to say
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| («Baby, I love you»)
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| Like you used to?
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| I can’t explain this feeling
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| I think about it everyday
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| And even though we’ve moved on
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| It gets so hard to walk away
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| I can’t explain this feeling
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| I think about it everyday
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| And even though we’ve moved on
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| It gets so hard to walk away
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| I can’t explain this feeling
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| I can’t explain this feeling |