| Scratched up my whip bout three or four times
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| Broke up my sh*t bout three or four times
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| Got back with her bout three or four times
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| Ooohohhhh
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| Every two weeks she call the police
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| Every two weeks your boy gotta leave
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| And in two weeks shes back with me
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| Ooohohhhh
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| She’s an angel, flippin saint girl
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| But I love her (?) (YEAH)
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| Kinda twisted but I miss it, been this way for a while (YEAH)
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| Ass so fat girl, it’s a fact girl, and I love that smile (YEAH)
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| I can’t tame it, can’t explain it and I don’t know why
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| Tell me why oh why, why do I feel this way
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| It must the man in me, I can’t let her leave
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| Tell me why oh why, it doesn’t have to be this way
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| It must the man in me, cause I can’t let her leave
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| Everything I say, she think that I’m lyin
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| Hang up and call back 25 times
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| And she’ll leave a message 25 times
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| Hello are you there?
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| Ooohohhhh
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| Everybody thinks that I’m crazay
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| Even though this girl drives me crazay
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| She’ll always be my babay
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| I don’t know how to let her go
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| Tell me why oh why, why do I feel this way |
| It must the man in me, I can’t let her leave
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| Tell me why oh why, it doesn’t have to be this way
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| It must the man in me, cause I can’t let her leave
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| Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh Shawtay
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| Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh Shawtay
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| Why I can’t just let it be
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| Something’s got a hold on me
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| Just when I get it up to leave
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| See I can’t live with her, and live without her
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| See there’s something about her
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| Tell me why oh why, why do I feel this way
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| It must the man in me, I can’t let her leave
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| Tell me why oh why, it doesn’t have to be this way
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| It must the man in me, cause I can’t let her leave |