| Well I drop myself on the cold cement
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| Hang my head 'cause my woman’s bent
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| No lights on but I know that she’s home
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| So I ring the bell another forty time
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| The neighbor dog made me lose my mind
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| Now I see her car slide down the road
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| It’s love
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| Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, my my
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| I know how to get back to me
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| I know how to get back to me Now I act as if I just got there
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| From doing important shit somewhere
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| But she don’t seem impressed with me at all
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| So I decided as I stood
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| I’m done with this one now for good
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| But I know as soon as I get home
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| And see that I’m all by myself
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| I’m gonna pick up the phone
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| And tell her I would do anything to have her back again
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| 'Cause that’s love
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| Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, my my
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| I know how to get back to me
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| I know how to get back to me
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| I know how to get back to me
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| (got to get back to me)
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| I know how to get back to me
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| (got to get back to me)
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| I know how to get back to me
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| (got to get back to me)
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| I know how to get back to me
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| (got to get back to me)
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| I know how to get back |