| Hey, Mr January, you still here?
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| Another resolution that I broke this year
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| Made it into february-valentines but your flowers already died
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| Baby, baby, it’s not a love thing
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| I’m not mad about it
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| Just getting even on it
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| Baby, baby, it’s not a love thing
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| I’m not mad about it
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| You think you got me but I got you beat
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| Getting nasty first will make the last word taste so sweet
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| Gonna burst your bubble, boy, you’re going down
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| Pop, Pop, the sound… get you back on the rebound
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| Baby, listen to what I’m about to say
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| Little miss impatience is my middle name
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| And if sometimes doesn’t fit when I try it on
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| Tell me why should I take it home?
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| Baby, Baby, it’s not a love thing
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| I’m not mad about it
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| Just getting even on it
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| Baby, Baby, it’s not a love thing
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| I’m not mad about it
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| You think you got me but I got you beat
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| Getting nasty first will make the last word taste so sweet
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| Gonna burst your bubble, boy, you’re going down
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| Pop, Pop, the sound… get you back on the rebound
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| I’m armed and dangerous
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| Shoot you with my little black dress
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| On the rebound rebound
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| I’m hear to rub it in
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| It’s gonna end where I begin
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| Rebound |