| I let go of a girl
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| I remember her well
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| She was sent down from heaven
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| But I put her through hell
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| Heard she found a new lover
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| And she’s happy again
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| So I say lucky
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| Lucky, lucky him
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| My homie said you’re moving on, whoa, whoa
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| I act like I don’t give a damn, no, no
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| Truth is I’m on your Instagram
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| And I’m kicking myself, kicking myself again (what?)
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| And then I realize what I lost
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| It’s hard not to feel dumb, dumb, dumb
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| While she’s sailing across the stars
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| I’m sailing the club, club, club
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| What a baddie, what a baddie
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| But she not the one
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| So I’m here kicking myself
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| Kicking myself again (oh, hey)
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| I let go of a girl
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| I remember her well
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| She was sent down from heaven
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| But I put her through hell
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| Heard she found a new lover
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| And she’s happy again
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| So I say lucky
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| Lucky, lucky him
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| I bet he feel like
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| Whoa-oh, eh, whoa-oh
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| I bet he feel like
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| Whoa-oh, eh, whoa-oh
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| I know he feel like
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| Whoa-oh, eh, whoa-oh
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| So I say lucky
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| Lucky, lucky him
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| I know I did you kinda wrong, whoa, whoa
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| Out all night while you home alone, no, no
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| Before I knew it, you were gone, yeah
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| So now I’m kicking myself, kicking myself again
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| And then I realize what I lost
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| It’s hard not to feel dumb, dumb, dumb
|
| While she’s sailing across the stars
|
| I’m sailing the club, club, club
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| What a baddie, what a baddie
|
| But she not the one
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| So I’m here kicking myself
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| Kicking myself again (oh, hey)
|
| I let go of a girl
|
| I remember her well
|
| She was sent down from heaven
|
| But I put her through hell
|
| Heard she found a new lover
|
| And she’s happy again
|
| So I say lucky
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| Lucky, lucky him
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| I bet he feel like
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| Whoa-oh, eh, whoa-oh
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| I bet he feel like
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| Whoa-oh, eh, whoa-oh
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| I know he feel like
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| Whoa-oh, eh, whoa-oh
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| So I say lucky
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| Lucky, lucky him
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| When you run into a diamond, keep it to yourself
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| 'Cause it hurts to see it shining with somebody else
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| When you run into a diamond, keep it to yourself
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| Oh, don’t, don’t let go
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| I let go of a girl
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| I remember her well
|
| She was sent down from heaven
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| But I put her through hell
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| Heard she found a new lover
|
| And she’s happy again
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| So I say lucky
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| Lucky, lucky him |