| I’m a cold heartbreaker
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| Fit ta burn and I’ll rip your heart in two
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| An I’ll leave you lyin' on the bed
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| I’ll be out the door before ya wake
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| It’s nuthin' new ta you
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| 'Cause I think *we've seen that movie too
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| 'Cause you could be mine
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| But you’re way out of line
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| With your bitch slap rappin'
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| And your cocaine tongue
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| You get nuthin' done
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| I said you could be mine
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| Now holidays come and then they go
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| It’s nothin' new today
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| Collect another memory
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| When I come home late at night
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been
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| Just count your stars I’m home again
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| 'Cause you could be mine
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| But you’re way out of line
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| With your bitch slap rappin'
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| And your cocaine tongue
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| You get nuthin' done
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| I said you could be mine
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| You’ve gone sketchin' too many times
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| Why don’t ya give it a rest
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| Why
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| Must you find
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| Another reason to cry
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| While you’re breakin' down my back n'
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| I been rackin' out my brain
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| It don’t matter how we make it
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| 'Cause it always ends the same
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| You can push it for more mileage
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| But your flaps r' wearin' thin
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| And I could sleep on it 'til mornin'
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| But this nightmare never ends
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| Don’t forget to call my lawyers
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| With ridiculous demands
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| An you can take the pity so far
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| But it’s more than I can stand
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| 'Cause this couchtrip’s gettin' older
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| Tell me how long has it been
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| 'Cause 5 years is forever
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| An you haven’t grown up yet
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| You could be mine
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| But you’re way out of line
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| With your bitch slap rappin'
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| And your cocaine tongue
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| You get nuthin' done
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| I said you could be mine
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| You should be
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| You could be mine
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| Yeah |