She may be pretty got more money than me but she don't write
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Songs about you. She's always cooking and studying books and
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But she don't write songs about you.
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There's a place that's good for me got money skies and fruity
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Trees and trust me love is on the way. Baby baby satisfaction
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Fills the air and holds me close like teddy bears and it's a
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Sunshiny day even when it's cold and dark outside, inside the
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Sexy people screaming that they love me cause I'm macy gray.
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Crazy crazy, when the party ends and all the angels are
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My friends they see me they say: hey hey
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She may be pretty got more money than me but she don't write
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Songs about you. She's always cooking and studying books and
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But she don't write songs about you.
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In this place the things I cherish last forever and whoever
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Enters has a song to sing. They go: "lalalalalalalalalala,
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Dooobeedooo." Even when it's cold and dark outside, inside
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The sexy people screaming that they love me cause I'm macy
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Gray. Crazy crazy, when the party never ends and all the
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Angels are my friends they see me they say: hey hey.
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She may be pretty got more money than me but she don't write
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Songs about you. She may be smarter, her bosoms are larget
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But she don't write songs about you. She'll give you good head
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And she'll make up your bed, but she don't write songs about
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You. You think she's for you, but she'll only bore you but she
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Don't write songs about you.
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My cherie amour, looking at the front door, sweet thang, hit
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Me baby one more time - betcha think this song is about you,
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Couldn't-a wrote it without you - it goes: la la la. It goes: la
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La la. Crazy crazy. Jmj in the house.
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She may be pretty got more money than me but she don't write
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Songs about you. This song's about you baby - it's all
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About you baby - she don't write songs about you she'll give
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You good head and she'll make up the bed but she don't write
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Songs about you. You'll think she's for you but she'll only bore
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You cuz she don't write songs about you. She'll do your dishes
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And feed all your fishes but she don't write songs about you.
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She don't write about you. They go la la. La
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She Don't Write Songs
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| Macy Gray |
