| There’s a girl, thought she knew,
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| What her life was going to do,
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| Then she goes, and falls in love and throws it all away.
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| But her man, can’t decide,
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| If he’s made the right choice in life,
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| So she comes home on one day to find he’s gone away.
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| Put your heart back in your pocket,
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| Pick your love up off the floor
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| Well, your momma says to stop it,
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| But girl, let me tell you more:
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| If he’s 95 or 22,
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| A boy’s gonna do what he’s gonna do,
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| He says he don’t love you anymore,
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| So pick up off the floor.
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| Walks around an empty town,
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| Sees his face coming around,
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| Every corner takes on a similar stay.
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| Love is lost, love can burn,
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| But your luck will return,
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| But if you’re dragging it down you won’t know it’s there
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| Put your heart back in your pocket,
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| Pick your love up off the floor
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| Well, your momma says to stop it,
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| But girl, let me tell you more:
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| If he’s 95 or 22,
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| A boy’s gonna do what he’s gonna do,
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| He says he don’t love you anymore,
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| So pick up off the floor.
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| Put your heart back in your pocket,
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| Pick your love up off the floor
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| Well, your momma says to stop it,
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| But girl, let me tell you more:
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| If he’s 95 or 22,
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| A boy’s gonna do what he’s gonna do,
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| He says he don’t love you anymore,
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| So pick up off the floor.
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| Pick your love, love, love (Pick up off the floor.)
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| Oh (Pick up off the floor.)
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| Put your heart back in your pocket,
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| Pick your love up off the floor
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| Well, your momma says to stop it,
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| But girl let me tell you more
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| If he’s 95 or 22
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| A boy’s gonna do what he’s gonna do
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| He says he don’t love you anymore
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| So pick up off the floor |