| Oh, there’s a rude little lady
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| Livin' next to me.
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| Oh, she sure loves someone,
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| But it ain’t me.
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| Ev’ry night at twelve o’clock,
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| They start to rock with all they got.
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| They keep it up all night.
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| It just ain’t right.
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| They O.K. |
| by me, I’m not.
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| He and she, they all right.
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| Once they start, they never stop
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| Through this sleepless night.
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| Once I was her lover.
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| It was so good to be.
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| Now she’s got somebody else and I can’t sleep.
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| Ooh, nothin' hurts people more than other people do.
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| But what can you do?
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| Meanwhile, upstairs, they O.K.
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| Ev’rythin' is all right.
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| I wish that I could find a way
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| Through this sleepless night.
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| Ooh, this sleepless night.
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| Ooh, this sleepless night.
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| Ooh, that wicked lady,
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| She’s got a hold on me.
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| Ooh, she doesn’t want me,
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| But she won’t let me be.
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| They play that music ev’ry night.
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| It rocks my bed; |
| it shakes my light.
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| They ball with all their might.
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| It just ain’t right.
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| Ooh, this sleepless night.
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| Ooh, this sleepless night. |