| My baby’s got quills
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| Rough and unkind
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| Eats my nectar and the rind
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| Just to pass the time
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| But she’s got mad skills
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| Knows how to run life
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| Leaving skeletons behind
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| They didn’t toe the line
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| Hole in one, feeling like we won it all
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| Hole in one, for you 'cause
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| Hole in one, feeling like we walked inside your mind
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| You better run when they tell you to hide, or hit the floor
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| Henrietta
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| Never fails to fog my mind all of the time
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| Henrietta
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| Ensnares my vital signs, spike in the line
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| You know better
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| Than tempting me with all your lies, tied in a knot
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| Pull the thread out
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| And leave your last thought behind, to brighten your smile
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| She’s sending me chills
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| Down my spine
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| Shakes my soul and melts my mind
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| Shifts me to overdrive
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| Oh, but the way she swells
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| Exaggerates life
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| Beauty never felt so right
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| I’m gonna hold on tight
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| Hole in one, feeling like we won it all
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| Hole in one, for you 'cause
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| Hole in one, feeling like we walked inside your mind
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| You better run when they tell you to hide, or hit the floor
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| Henrietta
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| Never fails to fog my mind all of the time
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| Henrietta
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| Ensnares my vital signs, spike in the line
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| You know better
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| Than tempting me with all your lies, tied in a knot
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| Pull the thread out
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| And leave your last thought behind, to brighten your smile
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| Henrietta
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| Never fails to fog my mind all of the time
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| Henrietta
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| Ensnares my vital signs, spike in the line
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| You know better
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| Then tempting me with all your lies, tied in a knot
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| Pull the thread out
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| And leave your last thought behind, to brighten your smile
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| Henrietta
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| Never fails to fog my mind all of the time
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| Henrietta
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| Ensnares my vital signs, spike in the line
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| You know better |