| It’s been a while since I’ve been on this side of town
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| Don’t cross the river much these days
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| Haven’t been avoidin' you, I’m hardly ever around
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| Sure, we could talk, but what would I say?
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| And here you are
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| Still doin' you
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| Never worked out
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| But it never stopped you
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| All I know is every time
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| That your lips are parted
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| Right behind my back
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| That’s how rumors get started
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| That’s how rumors get started
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| Word travels faster than a whisper in the wind
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| Now all the birds are flyin' south
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| Black hawks and doves, we are at it once again
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| And you’re talkin' out of both sides of your mouth
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| And here you are
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| Still doin' you
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| It never worked out
|
| But it never stopped you
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| All I know is every time
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| That your lips are parted
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| Right behind my back
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| That’s how rumors get started
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| That’s how rumors get started
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| You’re burnin' bridges, keepin' warm by the fire
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| For what a lovely glow it makes
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| I’m growin' tired of being your exit fire
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| Bet it’s hard to sleep in a bed of lies that you made
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| And here you are
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| Still doin' you
|
| It never worked out
|
| But it never stopped you
|
| All I know is every time
|
| That your lips are parted
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| Right behind my back
|
| That’s how rumors get started
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| That’s how rumors get started
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| That’s how rumors get started
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| That’s how rumors get started |