| I heard tell you’ve got a brand new boy
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| They say you’ve done well, he’s the real McCoy
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| He’s a hoot, and cute to boot
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| They all agree
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| Well he might be all that
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| But honey he ain’t me
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| I bet that guy’s got a line or two
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| He cares and swears he’s there for you
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| You think he’s Mister Right and he may be
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| But he ain’t right for you cause honey he ain’t me
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| He ain’t the one who can love you best
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| He ain’t got this heart beatin' in his chest
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| He may be sweet, he might be cute
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| And there’s a girl for him, but that girl ain’t you
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| I feel bad cause when you break up
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| You’re gonna crush that boy like a Dixie cup
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| When you come runnin' back, eventually
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| Cause when all is said and done
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| He ain’t me
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| He ain’t the one who can love you best
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| He ain’t got this heart beatin' in his chest
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| He may be sweet, he might be cute
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| And there’s a girl for him
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| But girl it ain’t you
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| I feel bad cause when you break up
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| You’re gonna crush that boy like a Dixie cup
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| When you come runnin' back eventually
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| Cause when all is said and done
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| He won’t be the one
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| That poor sad son of a gun
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| He ain’t me
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| No he ain’t me
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| He ain’t me
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| No, he ain’t me |