| Whose bed have your boots been under?
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| And whose heart did you steal? |
| I wonder
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| This time, did it feel like thunder, baby?
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| Whose bed have your boots been under?
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| Don’t look act lonely, don’t act so blue
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| I know I’m not the only girl you run to
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| Know about Lolita, your little Spanish flame
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| I’ve seen you around with Rita, the redhead down the lane
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| Whose bed have your boots been under?
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| And whose heart did you steal? |
| I wonder
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| This time, did it feel like thunder, baby?
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| And who did you run to?
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| Whose lips have you been kissing?
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| Whose well did you throw your wish in?
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| Is that the same one you been missing, baby?
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| Whose bed have your boots been under?
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| Heard you been sneaking around with Jill
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| And what about that weekend with Beverly Hill?
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| And I’ve seen you walking with long-legs Louise
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| And you weren’t just talking last night with Denise
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| Whose bed have your boots been under?
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| Whose heart did you steal? |
| I wonder
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| This time, did it feel like thunder, baby?
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| Who did you run to?
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| Whose lips have you been kissing?
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| Whose well did you throw your wish in?
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| Is that the same one you been missing, baby?
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| Whose bed have your boots been under?
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| Next time you’re lonely, don’t call on me
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| Call the operator, maybe she’ll be free
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| Whose bed have your boots been under?
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| Whose heart did you steal? |
| I wonder
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| This time, did it feel like thunder, baby?
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| Who did you run to?
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| Whose lips have you been kissing?
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| Whose ear did you tell your wish in?
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| Is that the same one you been missing, baby?
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| Whose bed have your boots been under? |