(Ian Hunter)
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Through the haze the mirror cries-hits you right between the eyes
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You don't know-but you got the judas in you babe
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You can't trust
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You can't deliver
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Always whinin' you were sold down the river
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I gave you-the best years of-your miserable life
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Where did you go wrong girl, where did you go wrong
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Where did you go wrong babe-nice try, wrong guy
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You're gonna wind up on your ass-you should have listened to your
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WOMEN'S INTUITION
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You can come (run)-but you can't hide-something messed you up inside
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Ain't my fault-don't blame me-if you're dazed and confused
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You're a lie, you're a television, tryin't drag into your prison
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Had enough o'sleepin' rough-its over with you
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where did you go wrong babe
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Where did you go wrong
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Where did you go wrong girl
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Nice try
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Goodbye
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You're gonna wind up on your ass-you should;ve listened to your
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WOMEN'S INTUITION
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Tarred by the same old feathers-guess we got to stick together
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But I say to you-don't ever invade-my destiny
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Bad enough I ain't normal, give up tryin't make me formal
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What I need when I bleed
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Don't mean nothing to you
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Where did you go wrong babe, where did you go wrong
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Where did you go wrong girl
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Dumb moves, no class
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You're gonna wind up on your ass-you should 've listened to your
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WOMEN'sINTUITION
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Women's Intuition
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| Ian Hunter |
