| Up, up, up
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| I can break it up
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| Up, up
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| I can break it up
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| Boy, I really think that you and I should have a talk
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| You’ve been running 'round on me all over town
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| If you think I’m just another girl, then I will walk
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| Don’t you ever lose respect and don’t put me down
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| I’ve been called up by your girlfriends, telling foolish lies
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| And they tell me you’ve been tripping out on me
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| If you think I’m gonna stand it, then you must be jive
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| I will never be that blind, boy, don’t you see
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| And, boy, if that’s the way you want it
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| I can surely break it
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| I don’t need you if you won’t be good to me
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| And, boy, if that’s what you desire
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| Then you’re just a liar
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| I don’t think you’re good enough for me
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| Up, up, up
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| (Break it up, boy, oh, baby, baby)
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| I can break it up
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| Up, up
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| (Break it up, boy, little boy, I can break it up)
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| I can break it up
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| Little boy, I hear you’re losing ground on all your needs
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| And you know that if you lose me, you’ll be lost
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| I just only want to satisfy all of your needs
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| And I didn’t even care about the cost
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| You’ve been seen with Jean and Jane and Joan and Brenda
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| And I hear that they’ve been giving you money too
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| If you ever get this letter that I send ya
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| Then you’ll read it down in writing we are through
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| Because that’s just the way I want it
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| This time, boy, it’s over
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| I can’t stand the pain of being hurt by you
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| This time. |
| boy, it’s my desire
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| And you are just a liar
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| So I’ll call it quits, this time we’re really through
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| Oh-whoa, boy, we’ve got to break it up
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| Oh-whoa, baby, we must break it up |