| Baby’s got a problem
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| Sitting in a mansion, on her own
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| He may be tall and handsome
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| But she don’t care
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| 'Cause she’s still not givin' in
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| Lady’s full of wanting
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| He’s sitting there venting, on his own
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| Baby’s still resenting
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| But he don’t care
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| 'Cause he’s still not givin' in
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| 'Cause he’s still not givin' in
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| There are simple things
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| There are no simple things of us
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| That always draw my mind
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| And even then he cross the line
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| Frankly, you want me
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| But with only half a mind
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| Frankly, you saw me
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| To respect half of the time
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| Half of the time
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| Confusion of a conflict
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| Guilty as a convict, not alone
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| They’re about to lose it
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| But they don’t care
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| 'Cause they’re still not givin' in
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| 'Cause they’re still not givin' in
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| There are simple things
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| There are no simple things of us
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| That always draw my mind
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| And even then he cross the line
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| Frankly, you want me
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| But with only half a mind
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| Frankly, you saw me
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| To respect half of the time
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| Half of the time |