| You polish every word that you say
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| Make 'em sound perfect, how can I play
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| a game with someone cheating every round?
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| Foolin' everybody we meet
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| With a velvet handshake and pearly white teeth
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| I’m covered in faux fur from head to feet
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| Bad boys, they always get in the way
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| With all their good moves
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| I really can’t, stay away
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| Bad boys, they always get in the way
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| With all of their good moves
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| I make the same mistakes
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| The guard is off duty again
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| He always leaves the door wide open
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| And even though it’s wrong, you go inside
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| Foolin' everybody but me
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| I fix my hair real nice and you make the drinks
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| We both swallow on the count of three
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| Bad boys, they always
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| Get in the way
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| With all their good moves
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| I really can’t, stay away
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| Why’d you have to hold me, under the waves
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| And make it so, I can’t breathe, I can’t think
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| Oh I’ll do anything you say?
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| No one talks the way you talk, nobody shuts me up or off
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| Staring at a paper wall, counting all the watermarks
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| No one talks the way you talk, nobody shuts me up or off
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| Staring at a paper wall, counting all the watermarks
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| No one talks the way you talk, nobody shuts me up or off
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| Staring at a paper wall, counting all the watermarks
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| No one talks the way you talk, nobody shuts me up or off
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| Staring at a paper wall, counting all the water marks
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| Bad boys, they always get in the way
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| With all their good moves
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| I really can’t stay away |