| Yeah Ooooh!
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| Yeah Ooooh!
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| Lie on the floor, do you want som' mor'?
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| The guy is gone, you’re left alone
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| Don’t be a fool It’s not «so cool»
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| The guy is gone, you’ve got to move on
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| U gotta pack up your stuff
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| Cause no one is so tough
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| No one can freeze on memories
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| You betta run run, I think u betta run pretty baby
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| you betta run run, I think u betta run pretty baby
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| You walk again? |
| Love you my friend!
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| You fucked the blues? |
| Great fuckin' news!
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| I don’t like that «Goz», a new friend of yours
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| He’s not your type, He’s gonna be bad
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| He’s gonna make it repeating
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| Scratch on your skin and your skin is so thin, thin
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| thinner than u think.
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| You betta run run, I think u betta run pretty baby
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| you betta run run, I think u betta run pretty baby
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| You’ve got a gun, gun
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| What’s up with the gun, a little horny hey?
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| You’ve lost again, my lonely friend, your sister soul
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| You learn again 'about the men' you have no control
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| This is the story repeating, tears on your skin
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| and I try once again not to take it on the chin
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| I cannot do more, and I know for sure
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| that you and me it’s real now u know what I feel |