| Da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-day-ay, Da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-day-ay
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| Da-da-da-day, da-da-da-da-day-ay
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| If the shoe fits I want you to wear it,
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| And wear it good,
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| Ah-ah, ah-ah-yeah, ah-ah-hah
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| Talkin' 'bout them times when I was by myself,
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| I would always be lookin' for somebody else
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| But as time went on I had a talk with my mind,
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| Friends like you and you I gotta leave behind
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| And so, you call me your friend but you only want my gifts
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| And I’ll never see you if I had no loot,
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| I’ll never see them
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| I’m just glad I know the truth
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| And I’m payin' my own bills
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| And I’ll never ever depend on you
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| Friends and enemies around me everyday,
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| I can’t believe half the things they say
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| Takin' me for granted givin' no credit at all,
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| I’ll just keep bouncin' like a bouncin' ball
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| Everybody seems to disappear on me,
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| Can’t trust no one as far as I can see
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| If I could be that fly that’s on the wall, listenin' to my friends talk about
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| it all
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| You call me your friend
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| But you only want my gifts
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| And I’ll never see you if I had no loot,
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| I’ll never see them
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| I’m just glad I know the truth
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| And I’m payin' my own bills
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| And I’ll never ever depend on you,
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| Sons Of Soul, y’all
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| I don’t mean to step on nobody’s foot, but ah —
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| When I need somebody there’s nobody to call
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| When they need me,
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| My phone rings off the wall
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| But these are my friends
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| And that so what they say
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| Constantly takin' from me everyday, you say
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| You call me your friend
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| But you only want my gifts
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| And I’ll never see you if I had no loot,
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| I’ll never see them
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| I’m just glad I know the truth
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| And I’m payin' my own bills
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| And I’ll never ever depend on you,
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| Sons Of Soul, y’all |