| Please, don’t cry, my baby
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| Can’t nobody ever come between us
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| No
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| We’ve got something, something special
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| Yeah
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| Neighbors on our street are talking about our thing, messing
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| Messing with our business
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| Pay no attention, baby; |
| hold your little head up high, now
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| People are going to talk, people are going to hate us
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| People are going to talk. |
| O-o-o…
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| People will be people, and I’ll tell you people, they’ve just got to talk
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| O-o-o, don’t worry, baby, it’s going to be all right
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| Can’t nobody ever bring us down, now
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| We got it baby, we’ve got the real «real thing»
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| The way you walk, I’ll tell you, it sure is nice. |
| It makes them nervous
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| Just to watch you walk, baby
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| Keep on strutting, honey; |
| hold your little head up high, now
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| People are going to talk, people are going to stare
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| People are going to balk, and o-o-o…
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| People will be people, and I’ll tell you, people, they’ve just got to talk
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| Don’t you let them get you down, now
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| Don’t you worry about a dog-gone thing
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| People are just naturally going to talk, about a girl who’s got it
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| Got everything
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| And baby, baby
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| Baby, you’ve got it
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| People are going to talk, people are going to frown
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| People are going to walk and o-o-o, put us down
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| People will be people, and I’ll tell you, people, they’ve just got to talk
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| So let them talk! |
| Huh!
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| People are just naturally going to talk
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| But we’ve got to keep on trying…
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| But we’ve got to keep on trying…
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| We’ve got to keep on trying, hey, hey, yeah
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| It’s so hard to live in this dog-gone city
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| It’s a city without pity
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| But we’ve got to keep on trying
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| We’ve got to keep on trying
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| So let them talk
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| Talking about a girl who’s got it |