| Good love, left me feeling kinda bad
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| Riled up, after all the fun we had
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| Put off, by your dirty meddlin'
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| Ain’t that long since
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| I was your hootchie cootchie man
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| But you’re getting off
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| Spreading dirty lies, Ya’broke promise
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| Don’t come as no surprise
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| No, no, that ain’t gonna bother me
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| I ain’t making a scene
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| So have it your way
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| But you’ll pay the price
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| You had ya chances, Still got no answers
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| No leaving with your head held high
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| I ain’t gonna run, I ain’t gonna fight
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| So don’t go making business
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| When you ain’t got no witness
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| I guess you gotta let love lie
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| Unjustified
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| So sad, turning on me like you did
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| Cold cash, got you like a sedative
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| Lifestyle, live the life of luxury
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| While somehow
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| I’m sleeping with the enemy
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| You’ll get none of that money making lies
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| You can’t bare to do better thinking twice
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| If you’re taking me on
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| You’re doing it all wrong yeah
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| And where d’ya get that attitude from?
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| So have it your way
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| But you’ll pay the price
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| You had ya chances, Still got no answers
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| No leaving with your head held high
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| I ain’t gonna run, I ain’t gonna fight
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| So don’t go making business
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| When you ain’t got no witness
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| I guess you gotta let love lie
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| Unjustified
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| I thought I was seeing something else
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| Something sweeter, nothing like the rest
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| But you were trouble
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| Dressed as tenderness
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| Cos this deception that you played on me
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| Has left you where you didn’t wanna be
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| But don’t come knockin' here for sympathy
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| So have it your way
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| But you’ll pay the price
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| You had ya chances, Still got no answers
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| No leaving with your head held high
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| I ain’t gonna run, I ain’t gonna fight
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| So don’t go making business
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| When you ain’t got no witness
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| I guess you gotta let love lie
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| Unjustified
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| Your were the words that I won’t forget
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| Mine are the ones that I won’t regret
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| Made me feel good and I told you that
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| But you twist the knife
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| When I turned my back
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| You took a chance and you lost control
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| Got little heart and you got no soul
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| Guess all of these things
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| Gotta let them lie, Unjustified |