| They don’t seem to stand up baby
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| When you put 'em to the test
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| You say that you’re a poet
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| That your life’s a work of art
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| But you can’t
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| Paint love by numbers, babe
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| You gotta play it all by heart
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby
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| It happens all the time
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| How you play me, play me, play me
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| You’re playing with my mind
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby
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| You’re making me go crazy
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| And if you call that love then
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| Love should be a crime
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| Honesty bites the dust
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| Every time I hear you saying
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| That love is never lust, yeah
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| Did you read that in a book
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| Did you see it in a magazine
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| Did you think that I’m some new age fool
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| Did you think I’m so naive
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby
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| It happens all the time
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| How you play me, play me, play me
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| You’re playing with my mind
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby
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| You’re making me go crazy
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| And if you call that love then
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| Love should be a crime
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| You and me
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| Suddenly
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| We got nothing to say
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| Because the words get in the way
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby
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| It happens all the time
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| How you play me, play me, play me
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| Playing with my mind
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby
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| You’re making me go crazy
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| And if you call that love then
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| All it was
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| Was a pocket full of nothing
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| But a suicidal gun
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| And if you call that love then
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| Love should be a
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| Crime |