| It’s 5 o’clock in the morning
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| And I’m just getting in, I knock on the door
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| A voice sweet and low says, who is it?
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| She opens up the door and lets me in
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| Never once does she say, where have you been?
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| She says, are you hungry?
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| Are you hungry, honey? |
| Did you eat yet?
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| Let me hang up your coat
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| And the woman tells me, pass me your hat
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| All the time she smiles, never raises her voice
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| It’s 5 o’clock in the morning
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| And I don’t give it a second thought
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| It’s a thin line between love and hate
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| Don’t think you can keep breakin' your woman’s heart
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| It’s a thin line between love and hate
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| An' she’ll sit back an' enjoy it
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| It’s a thin line between love and hate
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| She gon' fool you one day
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| The sweetest woman in the world
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| Can be the meanest woman in the world
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| If you make her that way, you keep on hurting her
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| She keeps being quiet
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| She might be holding something inside
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| That really really hurt you one day
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| Here I am laying in the hospital
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| Bandaged from feet to head
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| In a state of shock
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| Just that much from being dead
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| I didn’t think my woman could do something like this to me |
| I didn’t think she had the nerve, so here I am
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| I guess action speaks louder than words
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| It’s a thin line between love and hate
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| Don’t think you can keep treatin' your woman bad
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| It’s a thin line between love and hate
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| An' she won’t ever get mad
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| It’s a thin line between love and hate
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| She’s gonna fool you one day
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| It’s a thin line between love and hate
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| Every smilin' face ain’t a happy one |