| She’s a lovely girl but she’s a misanthrope
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| She’s sick of the world, she’s at the end of her rope
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| She’s had it up to here with everyone but me Cowboys, bankers, bikers too
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| She hates 'em all and she might hate you
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| But when we’re alone, she’s as sweet as she can be It’s why it feels so good when she takes my hand
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| When she tells me I’m her man
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| So good when she holds me tenderly
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| I’m the only one that she don’t mind
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| The one man out of all mankind
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| She hates everybody but me It’s hard sometimes with a misanthrope
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| I got grave concerns and it ain’t no joke
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| I wake up wonderin' when she gonna turn on me In a cold sweat in the dead of the night
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| I reach across and I turn on the light
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| There she is sleepin', as sweet as she can be It was so hard to win her heart
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| It’s hard as a rock except for one little part
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| That’s why I don’t sleep so easily
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| Yeah, I’m so glad to be one of a kind
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| But I’m scared to death she might change her mind
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| She hates everybody but me And I’ll miss her when she’s gone
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| My misanthrope
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| And I’ll think of how it was
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| And I’ll hold out hope
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| She’ll think back on how it used to be When she hated everybody but me And how it felt so good when she took my hand
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| When she told me I’m her man
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| So good when she held me tenderly
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| I was the only one that she didn’t mind
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| The one man out of all mankind
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| She hates everybody but me She hates everybody but me She hates everybody but me |