| I know a thing or two about her
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| I know she’ll only make you cry
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| She’ll let you walk the street beside her, ooh
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| But when she wants, she’ll pass you by
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| Everybody says she’s lookin' good
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| And the lady knows it’s understood
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| She wears her satins like a lady
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| She gets her way just like a child
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| You take her home, and she says maybe, baby
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| She takes you down and drives you wild
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| Everybody says she’s lookin' good
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| And the lady knows it’s understood
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| I know a thing or two about her
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| I know she’ll only make you cry
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| She’ll let you walk the street beside her
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| But when she wants, she’ll pass you by, ow
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| Everybody says she’s lookin' good
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| And the lady knows it’s understood
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