| A man we passed just tried to stare me down
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| And when I looked at you, you looked at the ground
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| I don’t know who he is but I think that you do
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| Dag gummit, who is he and what is he to you?
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| Something in my heart and in your eyes
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| Tells me that he’s not someone passin' by
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| And when you cleared your throat was that your cue?
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| Dag gummit, who is he and what is he to you?
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| Now when I add the sum of you and me, dig this
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| I get confused 'cause I keep coming up with three
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| Well listen, you’re too much for one man and not enough for two
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| Dag gummit, who is he and what is he to you?
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| What is he to you? |
| I wanna know
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| Now tell me you that man don’t have much intuition, no
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| Is that what you really think woman or are you wishin'?
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| Listen, before you wreck your old home be sure about your new
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| Dag gummit, who is he? |
| What is he to you?
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| What is he to you? |
| Someone, somebody say it
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| Say it again baby
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| Woman respect yourself, respect yourself
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| Who was that man with you girl?
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| What is he to you? |
| 'Cause who was he to you?
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| What is he to you?
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| Tell me who are you lovin'?
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| Who is he to you, baby?
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| Respect yourself, respect yourself
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| Who was he to you?
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| Who was he to you lady?
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| I gotta know right now
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| Just tell me |