| Now honey, you just can’t be true
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| And it seems there’s nothing I can do
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| My heart tells me that you’re a roving kind
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| Well, your heart starts beatin' more and more
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| And every good looking guy you just adore
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| Well, I love you, dear, but you just can’t be true
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| You wanna play the field and lead the happy life
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| Well, I’d thought I worry and I care inside
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| Then settle this thing and say we’re through
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| 'Cause honey, baby, you just can’t be true
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| Now honey, you just can’t be true
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| And it seems there’s nothing I can do
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| My heart tells me that you’re a roving kind
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| Well, your heart starts beatin' more and more
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| And every good looking guy you just adore
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| Well, I love you, dear, but you just can’t be true |