| Your slippn' out the back door, slidin' down the lane,
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| Whatcha doin' that for, baby, whatcha got to gain,
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| I can’t be watchin' you, I can’t be watchin' you,
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| I don’t know what you’re up to, but it must be no good,
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| Now I hear your runnin' with some local city hood,
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| I can’t be watchin' you, I can’t be watchin' you
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| 'i ain’t wasting all my time trying to keep you in line,
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| I can’t be watchin' you
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| Well you leave the house at seven, you say you’ll be right back,
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| Then I see you climbin' in some big black cadillac,
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| I can’t be watchin' you, oh,
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| Your friends came up and told me, just the other day,
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| They saw you where you know you got no business anyway,
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| I can’t be watchin' you, I can’t be watchin' you
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| I ain’t waistin' all my time tryin' to keep you in line,
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| I can’t be watchin' you
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| I’ve done all I can do,
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| I’ve said all I can say,
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| I’ve heard enough and seen enough,
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| I won’t be watchin' you, I wont' be watchin' you, babe
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| I ain’t waistin' no ore time tryin' to keep your ass in line,
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| I won’t be watchin' you |