I read her letters
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And I saw her picture
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And I smelled her cheap perfume, hmm
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It must have come from you
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How could you touch her
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Lay down beside her
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Well, there just ain¡¯t no excuse
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You shouldn¡¯t have been so loose
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I saw the telephone bill
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You must be out of your mind
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If you think you can smooth it over
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Then you¡¯re wasting your time
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Well, I¡¯m willing to forgive you but I can¡¯t forget
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¡®Cause you really, really, really, really hurt me this time
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And I guess I can go on although I must admit
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I¡¯ve been busy, busy, busy, busy thinkin¡¯ that I¡¯m gonna mess around some time
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You¡¯re such a liar
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You took her and her children
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Out for the afternoon
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While I was sittin¡¯ waitin¡¯ on you
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How could you do it
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You should¡¯ve been here with me
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You just couldn¡¯t do it
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You had to be in the streets, uh
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Well, I heard through the grapevine
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You¡¯ve been messin¡¯ around
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When you thought you were gettin¡¯ over
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That¡¯s when my baby I found, oh...
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Well, I¡¯m willing to forgive you but I can¡¯t forget
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¡®Cause you really, really, really, really hurt me this time (You really hurt me)
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And I guess I can go on although I must admit
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I¡¯ve been busy, busy, busy, busy thinkin¡¯ that I¡¯m gonna mess around some time
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I gave my heart, gave my time
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Gave my soul ¡®cause love was blind
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I can¡¯t explain this poor excuse
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Of a man of a boy who was born to lose
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I paid the rent, washed your clothes
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Cooked your food and I only God knows
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Only God knows why I stay with you
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I guess (Guess I) I¡¯m in love
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Well, I¡¯m willing to forgive you but I can¡¯t forget
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(Oh, baby, I¡¯m in love, I¡¯m in love, I¡¯m in love, I¡¯m in love)
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¡®Cause you really, really, really, really hurt me this time
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(Ooh, you really hurt me this time, baby)
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And I guess I can go on although I must admit (Although I must admit)
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I¡¯ve been busy, busy, busy, busy thinkin¡¯ that I¡¯m gonna mess around some time
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(I¡¯m gonna mess around some time)
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I gave my heart, gave my time
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Gave my soul ¡®cause love was blind
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I can¡¯t explain this poor excuse
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Of a man of a boy who was born to lose
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I paid the rent, I washed your clothes
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Cooked your food and I only God knows
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Only God knows why I stay with you
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I guess (Guess I) I¡¯m in love
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Well, I¡¯m willing to forgive you but I can¡¯t forget
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¡®Cause you really, really, really, really hurt me this time
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(Ooh, oh, baby, you hurt me, you hurt me)
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And I guess I can go on although I must admit
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I¡¯ve been busy, busy, busy, busy thinkin¡¯ that I¡¯m gonna mess around some time
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I¡¯m willing to forgive you but I can¡¯t forget
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(I¡¯m willin¡¯, I¡¯m willin¡¯ and able)
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¡®Cause you really, really, really, really hurt me this time
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Willing To Forgive
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| Aretha Franklin |
