| So you think you’re mind’s made up
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| 'Cause he sold you a bill of goods
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| Now you think he’s everything
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| Tend to fall for his lines, yes, you would
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| His standard of living, his social rating
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| Girl, there’s nothing he can’t afford
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| He made you think I ain’t it But when it’s love, I can give you more
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| He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do, like I do, like I do Diamond rings excite you
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| Expensive furs warm you through and through
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| But all of these put together
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| Can never thrill you as much as I do
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| Now he can make you a movie star
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| He can put your name up in lights
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| But these things do no good
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| When you need the loving at night
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| He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do Diamond rings and all those things
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| Social rating ain’t nothing, baby
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| Well, well, well, well
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| He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do He won’t love you, he can’t love you
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| He’ll never love you, baby like I do |