| The beekeeper’s nuthin' like you
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| She makes her home a hive
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| The beekeeper’s never untrue
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| But, man, it’s so hard to know what’s true
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| When you’re living a lie
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| And you’ve been livin' a lie
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| C’mon, gurl
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| Do ya know me?
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| At least you’re always on my side
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| When I’m unkind
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| The beekeeper’s nuthin' like you
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| Ain’t high strung, but holy
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| The beekeeper thinks it all through
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| And never gets lonely
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| But, man, it’s so hard to know what’s true
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| When you’re living a lie
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| Ah, man, I’ve been livin' just fine
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| C’mon, gurl
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| Do ya know me?
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| At least there’s someone on your side
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| When you’re unkind
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| Holy smokes!
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| Is that fire in your eyes?
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| I can see it through your glasses, mama
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| I think I’m losing my mind
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| Hot dog!
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| Is that heat really here to stay?
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| Wanna tell you how I need you, mama
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| But what can anybody say
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| When they’re falling in love
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| ‘Cept for «goddamn»?
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| C’mon, gurl
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| Do ya know me?
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| C’mon, gurl
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| Do ya know me?
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| C’mon, gurl
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| Do ya know me? |
| At least there’s someone on your side
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| When life’s unkind |