| You’re such a heartbreaker
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| Who loves the idea of love
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| You see a pretty girl walkin in
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| Don’t wanna make her your girlfriend
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| You don’t care about the circumstance
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| You just wanna take her home
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| Make love to her then leave her alone
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| Walk out her life, fuck up her mind
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| And leave her like oh!
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| You own so many broken hearts
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| You’re just a freelance lover
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| Slippin from their fingers
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| You love and leave them
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh…
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| You’re just a freelance lover
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| No one is safe from it
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| You have no perfect type of love
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| A little taste of this one
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| And then a bite of that one
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| You don’t care, you just wanna be fed
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| And every time you take them home
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| They fall in love but you leave em alone
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| Walk out her life, fuck up her mind
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| And leave her like oh oh
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| You own so many broken hearts
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| You’re just a freelance lover
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| Slippin from their fingers
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| You love and leave them
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh…
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| You’re just a freelance lover
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| You’re just a freelance lover
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| Slippin from their fingers
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| You love and leave them
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| Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh…
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| You’re just a freelance lover
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| You are… you are…
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| You’re a freelance lover baby yeah |