| I’m pickin' up really sketch vibes
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| My woman’s been tellin' me lies
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| About other men
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| About where she’s been hangin'
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| Suspicious thoughts in my mind
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| Been brewin' up over time
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| «He's just a friend,»
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| When to me he’s a stranger
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| I can hold no evidence
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| But I can’t think emotionless
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| And somethin' in your choice of dress
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| Tonight can lead to just one guess
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| White lies you try
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| Can’t blind my eyes
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| You got your red dress on and you want to play
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| Like I can’t know things that I’ve never seen
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| White lies you try
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| Can’t blind my eyes
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| You got your red dress on and you want to play
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| Like I can’t know things that I’ve never seen
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| It’s been keepin' me up every night
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| Most of the time
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| I toss and turn in bed and I try
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| Not to explode when you arrive
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| Sneakin' through the door
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| Like it ain’t 5
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| Like this house ain’t mine
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| Yes I been pickin' up really sketch vibes
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| And I keep lookin' over at your side
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| Wonderin' where you been
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| Thinkin' that he ain’t a friend
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| Knowin' that thoughts are a sin
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| And so I’ll say it again
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| White lies you try
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| Can’t blind my eyes
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| You got your red dress on and you want to play
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| Like I can’t know things that I’ve never seen
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| White lies you try
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| Can’t blind my eyes
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| You got your red dress on and you want to play
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| Like I can’t know things that I’ve never seen
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| I’m pickin' up really sketch vibes
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| My woman’s been tellin' me lies
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| About other men
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| About where she’s been hangin'
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| White lies you try
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| Can’t blind my eyes
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| You got your red dress on and you want to play
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| Like I can’t know things that I’ve never seen
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| White lies you try
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| Can’t blind my eyes
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| You got your red dress on and you want to play
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| Like I can’t know things that I’ve never seen |