| My ex-girlfriends are all doing just fine
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| I cross one of their paths from time to time
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| They had to make a run
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| 'Cause they could never be my number one
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| My first love is these words that rhyme
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| Another love come and gone and another song
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| She had to run along like she had left the oven on
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| A choice demo in my voice memos
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| A poem that’s sappy in my Notepad app
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| She can’t be blamed
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| A woman’s love can’t be tamed
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| Any attempt to keep it sane will just further fan the flame
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| You’ll be like «girl I can explain»
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| Please let me do so
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| Settle down, settle down, don’t get testy Cujo
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| You see this music is much more than just a hobby of mine
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| It’s got a godly design
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| Yeah it’s oddly divine
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| Which is probably a sign that I should not be resigned
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| To doing menial tasks like I’m in a remedial class
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| So if you leave me like the last one did
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| I can’t be mad
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| Speaking of the last one
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| She just had a kid
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| I’m 'bout to go to CVS, and get her a card
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| And write a note to tell her family that I send my regards
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| Sincerely
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| My ex-girlfriends are all doing just fine
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| I cross one of their paths from time to time
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| They had to make a run
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| 'Cause they could never be my number one
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| My first love is these words that rhyme
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| You ain’t gotta rap for you to relate
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| If your craft surpasses passion for the woman you date
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| And all the spats you had don’t add anything to the debate
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| There’s nothing soothing about another mood swing
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| It ain’t just a dude thing
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| It moves both genders
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| Past obstacles that had removed most pretenders
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| The type of fervent calling that’ll fuel coke benders
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| And burn like Hendrix did to all those fuel-soaked fenders
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| I live in a van now, I move home September
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| Next time you see me I’ll be someone you don’t remember
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| I love laying next to you at home in my bed
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| But even when I’m with you it’s like I’m alone in my head
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| Roses are red
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| Violets are blue
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| Moses is dead
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| And soon I will be too
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| I’ll probably never love a woman like she needs to be loved
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| So from now on I’m pimpin' like my hero Eazy E was
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| My ex-girlfriends are all doing just fine
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| I cross one of their paths from time to time
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| They had to make a run
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| 'Cause they could never be the number one
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| My first love is these words that rhyme
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| Jockin' the bitches
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| Slappin' the hoes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song First Love , by - Wax. Song from the album The Cookout Chronicles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп