| Yeah
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| Hey
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| Ooh, Miss California
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| What did I do wrong?
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| It seems I’ve loved you
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| For just a little too long
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| Ooh, you’ve gone and left me
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| For some preacher’s way
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| Now you act like you never knew me
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| And you can’t hear a word I say
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| Miss California
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| Did I get in your way?
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| Did the neighbors warn you
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| What would happen someday?
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| That a love like mine
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| Was never good anyway
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| They said: «Think about your reputation
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| Before you get carried away»
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| Don’t you know what’s good for me
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| Can be good for you?
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| Don’t you know what’s good for me
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| Can be good for you?
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| Don’t you know what’s good for you
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| Can be good for me, too?
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| Don’t you know what’s good for me
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| Can be good for you?
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| Miss California
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| Was I a little too proud?
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| I’m standing in the streets now
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| And I’m screaming out loud
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| You try to shove me in your closet
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| With your skulls and your bones
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| Oh, I can be who I am, you see
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| If I want to do it all alone
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| Hey… yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Don’t you know what’s good for me
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| Can be good for you?
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| Don’t you know what’s good for you
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| Can be good for me, too?
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| Don’t you know what’s good for me
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| Can be good for you?
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| Your sweet seduction
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| Led me far from home
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| Your self-destruction
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| Gives me sticks and stones
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| Your propositions
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| Make me feel so cold
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| When the hand that’s trying to hold me down
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| Is the one that I’m trying to hold
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| I know the hand that’s trying to hold me down
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| Is the one that I’m trying to hold us
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| The hand that’s trying to force me back
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| Is the one that won’t let me go
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| Miss California
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Miss California
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Miss California
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Miss California
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ah…
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| Yeah, yeah, hey
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Yeah…
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| Don’t you know what’s good for me? |