| Did you, ever think you would end up all alone
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| Talking to your girlfriends telephone
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| Yesterday you broke up; |
| now your through
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| And she said it’s not because of you
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| You try to ask her simply why, you start to scream & start to cry
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| Then she tells you once again, where her tongue has really been
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| She met a girl on friday night, they start to kiss and start to bite
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| And the rest is history, that’s why this girl is not with me
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| My girlfriend, whoa oh — wa oh oh
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| My girlfriend, whoa oh — wa oh oh
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| My girlfriend, whoa oh — wa oh oh
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| My girlfriend
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| Two weeks later, at a party in the boones
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| I saw my girlfriend and another leave the room
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| They went upstairs, and they turned off all the lights
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| I sat and watched em' cause, that’s what a loser does
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| Somebody tell me what the hell is wrong with me
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| My luck with women, still remains a mystery
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| I can’t keep the girls, from always changing sides
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| Unless they’re fat & ugly, even then they fantacize
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| One day (one day)
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| My time (my time)
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| Will come (will come)
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| So why do I
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| Pretend to give a lousy spit, when I’m really almost over it
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| I want to be a flirt, that girl inside her skirt
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| I’ll make her come again it’s true, I wanna be a lezbian like you
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| I want to be a lezbian
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| I want to be a lezbian
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| I want to be a lezbian
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| I want to be a lezbian like you |