| I got you under my skin a long time ago:
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| Just a little tattoo to let the world know
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| That there’d never be no one for me but you.
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| But you turned out to be a bad heartache,
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| And I found someone to take your place.
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| Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo?
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| Well, it won’t wash off or fade away,
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| And I’m stuck with you till my dying day.
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| It’s just a picture of a girl in her birthday suit,
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| With her cowboy hat and her cowboy boots.
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| I can go to the man, and have him erase,
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| Or have him put a moustache on your face.
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| Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo?
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| When my baby sees you, she starts to cry.
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| When I tell her I love her, she says it’s a lie,
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| 'Cause she thinks you’re the one that I’m dreamin’of.
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| Then she gets mad at me and pounds on you
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| Until my arm turns black and blue.
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| Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo?
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| It won’t leave me like you did.
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| Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo? |