| You better pray she took her
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| Morning medication, yeah
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| Or you might have to pick her up
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| At the police station
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| 'Cause if there’s trouble in this town
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| You know she’s gonna find it
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| She’s like the devil in a short skirt
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| But I don’t mind it
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| Everybody thinks I’m crazy
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| But they don’t even know
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| She’s kinda like a rose
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| She’ll cut you on your thumb
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| She’ll kick you when you’re low
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| And fuck you when she’s done
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| The bitch is like a rose
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| And let me tell you, son
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| That every time you think you’ve got control
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| Sh-sh-she got it
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| Maybe I’m a victim of infatuation
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| You know that hot blooded girl’s got my inspiration
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| Yeah, it doesn’t really matter that she isn’t 21
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| 'Cause she’s always backstage when the band gets done
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| Everybody thinks I’m crazy
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| But they don’t even know
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| She’s kinda like a rose
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| She’ll cut you on your thumb
|
| She’ll kick you when you’re low
|
| And fuck you when she’s done
|
| The bitch is like a rose
|
| And let me tell you, son
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| That every time you think you’ve got control
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| Sh-sh-she got it
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| She got jagged edges and a dirty mouth
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| What a lady
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| She got everything that I don’t wanna live without
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| She’s kinda like a rose
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| She’s kinda like a rose
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| She’s kinda like a rose
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| And you might wanna run
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| 'Cause even when she’s cold
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| She’s burnin like the sun
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| The bitch is like a rose
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| And smokin' like a gun
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| Don’t care if you don’t like her
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| I love her, I love her
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| She’s kinda like a rose
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| She’s kinda like a rose
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| She’ll cut you on your thumb
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| She’ll kick you when you’re low
|
| And fuck you when she’s done
|
| The bitch is like a rose
|
| And let me tell you, son
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| That every time you think you’ve got control
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| Every time you think you’ve got control
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| Sh-sh-she got it |