| Baby you remind me of a pretty rose
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| That’s awfully painful to my touch
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| And though there’s thorns underneath the rose
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| Baby you hurt twice as much
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| You made me cry a thousand times, ha And leaving me with a broken heart
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| I should stand many miles away
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| But I’m right here in your arms
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| Now ain’t that asking for trouble
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| Baby the way I’m at your beck and call
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| I must be hypnotised
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| 'Cause I, I know I’ve got sense enough to know
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| That loving you ain’t wise
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| Sure as the sun may shine
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| My heart will be in pain
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| Like a child that’s seen papa
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| I’m in your arms again
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| Now ain’t that asking for trouble
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| Baby I, I can’t stop my loving you
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| Until you hurt me so much
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| My plans not to see you again
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| Baby but your tender touch
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| I guess I’m just too weak for you
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| I shoulda been so long gone
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| But here I’m in your arms again
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| And I’m still holding on Now ain’t that asking for trouble |