| You’ve got to change your evil ways, baby,
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| before I stop lovin’you.
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| You’ve got to change, baby,
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| and every word that I say is true.
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| You got me runnin’and hidin’all over town,
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| you got me sneakin’and a-peepin'and runnin’you down.
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| This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.
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| When I come home, baby,
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| my house is dark and my pots are cold.
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| You’re hangin’round, baby,
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| with Jean and Joan and-a who knows who.
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| I’m gettin’tried of waitin’and foolin’around,
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| I’ll find somebody who won’t make me feel like a clown.
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| This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby.
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| When I come home, baby,
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| my house is dark and my pots are cold.
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| You’re hangin’round, baby,
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| with Jean and Joan and-a who knows who.
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| I’m gettin’tried of waitin’and foolin’around,
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| I’ll find somebody who won’t make me feel like a clown.
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| This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby. |