| Do I sit alone at home?
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| Do I pick up the telephone?
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| Can I keep my self control
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| With my best friend’s boyfriend
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| It’s more than my life’s worth to hit on you
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| The water’s too deep but the passion is too
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| I’ve got your number in my pocket
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| And your body on my mind
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| Oh baby why must life be so unkind?
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| Of all the people it could be
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| To come and test my loyalty
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| If only it was anyone but you
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| 'Cos you’re my best friend’s boyfriend
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| How am I supposed to handle that now baby?
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| She’s away for the weekend
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| I just hope my conscience holds me back
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| Well I know what my heart says
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| Whichever way I play it mine’s a losing hand
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| 'Cos you’re my best friend’s boyfriend
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| And baby what a fine man she has
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| She told me to call you if I needed you
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| A little did she know just how much I do
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| Now water’s getting deeper
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| And I’m swimming for my life
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| Oh baby why, oh baby why?
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| Of all the people it could be
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| To come and test my loyalty
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| If only it was anyone but you baby
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| You’re my best friend’s boyfriend
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| How am I supposed to handle that now baby?
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| She’s away for the weekend
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| I just hope my conscience holds me back
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| I know what my heart says
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| Whichever way I play it mine’s a losing hand
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| You’re my best friend’s boyfriend
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| And baby what a fine man she has
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| Do I sit alone at home?
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| Do I pick up the telephone?
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| Can I keep my self control
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| With my best friend’s boyfriend?
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| The feeling I should never speak
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| Of I’m trying but the flesh is weak
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| I know I’m getting in too deep
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| With my best friend’s boyfriend
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| Feeling I should never speak
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| Of I’m trying but the flesh is weak
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| I know I’m getting in too deep
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| With my best friend’s boyfriend
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| You’re my best friend’s boyfriend
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| How am I supposed to handle that now baby?
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| She’s away for the weekend
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| I just hope my conscience holds me back
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| I don’t know what my heart heart heart saying
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| Whichever way I play it mine’s a losing hand
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| You’re my best friend’s boyfriend
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| And baby what a fine man she has
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| Do I sit alone at home?
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| Do I pick up the telephone?
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| Can I keep my self control
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| With my best friend’s boyfriend?
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| A feeling I should never speak
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| Of I’m trying but the flesh is weak
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| I know I’m getting in too deep
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| With my best friend’s boyfriend
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| I know what my heart says
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| Whichever way I play it mine’s a losing hand
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| You’re my best friend’s boyfriend
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| And baby what a fine man she has
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| You’re my best friend’s boyfriend |