| No not everyone is like me
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| Thank God, thank God
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| And if they were, we’d all be fighting
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| Nah nah, nah nah
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| And all the fighting it turns to kissing
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| Kissing to reminiscing, always missing
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| Looking back on the good times
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| Only thing that we’re missing
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| Is that we never listen to each other
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| While we’re tryna live that good life
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| Takes one to love one
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| Takes one to love one
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| Why are you tryna look so perfect?
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| Missed our old days
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| I feel the best when I’ll just leave it
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| Oh dear, that’s just me
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| Now all the babies with daddy issues
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| Getting with momma issues, blowing tissues
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| Cause they can never last long
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| Who really makes decisions?
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| Who get left only wishing doing dishes?
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| Can’t we just all get along?
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| Takes one to love one
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| Takes one to love one
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| Takes one to love one
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| Takes one
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| Takes one to love one
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| Takes one
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| Takes one to love one
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| Takes one
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| Takes one to love one |