| I was looking for Mr. Wrong
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| But the right people came along
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| And I wondered, about my sanity
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| I was looking for a mystery man
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| So I could die in the palm of his hand
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| Like a baby, his little baby doll
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| Take my hand (take my hand)
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| You know I can’t resist
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| I know what you’re looking for
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| (Take my love, take my love)
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| Take my hand (take my hand)
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| And add it to your list
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| I know (I know) you’re Mr. Wrong
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| I’ll let you have your own way
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| I was looking for Mr. Wrong
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| But every time he came along
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| Well, he crushed me
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| I died so easily
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| I was looking for my own Mr. Mean
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| He can use me for his pleasure machine
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| He confused me
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| Yeah, he could really lose me
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| Take my hand (take my hand)
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| You know I can’t resist
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| I know what you’re looking for
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| (Take my love, take my love)
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| Take my hand (take my hand)
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| And add it to your list
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| I know (I know) you’re Mr. Wrong
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| I’ll let you have your own way
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| Take my hand (take my hand)
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| And add it to your list
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| I know (I know) you’re Mr. Wrong
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| I’ll let you have your own way
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| Take me baby (baby)
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| You know I can’t resist
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| (You know I can’t resist)
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| I know what you’re looking for
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| (Take my love, take my love)
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| Take my hand
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| Add it to your list
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| I know you’re Mr. Wrong
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| Take my hand
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| You know I can’t resist
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| I know what you’re looking for |