| Hey there, lonely girl
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| If you’ve been too long at home
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| And your mind is on
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| The brink of vertigo
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| And your old man
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| He’s so spaced out, he don’t know
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| What to do or where to go
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| You got to get him up
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| You got to let that sucker know
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| That your top has just erupted
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| You got to get him out
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| You got to get him on the go
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| Even if you threaten to bust him
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| Ooh, you got a little hellcat in you
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| And you got to say what you got to say
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| Ooh, you got a little hellcat in you
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| And you’re gonna get your way
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| Now if you’re miserable
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| And you’re sitting in a dream that
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| Your feet are somewhere else dancing
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| You got to let 'em go to that
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| Nightclub way day downtown
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| Where the boys are always so handsome
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| Treat 'em bad like you know you should
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| And pretty soon, he’s gonna treat you good
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| You’ll be dining out with kings and queens
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| And he’s never ever gonna treat you mean |