Why is it when I get wth you
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I lose my cool
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And end up playin' myself this way
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I can raise a baby, get paid and captivate
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So why I let you make me crazy
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When we're lyin' here I'm in deep
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I disappear
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You got me feelin' oh, oh, oh
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But nothing rips out of bliss like
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An accidental slip
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Now he knows I'm whipped
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What'd I say that for?
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Damn I said it first
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Why'd I say it first?
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Damn I said it first
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I know better than to show my hand
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I understand don't jump the gun
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Just play the game
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I spoke too soon and now I'm wonderin'
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Does he or doesn't he feel the same
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I could kick myself for all that
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Comin' out my mouth
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I'd take it back if I could
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I couldn't hold it in, hold my breath
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Just pretend
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He just makes me feel too good
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What'd I say that for?
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Damn I said it first
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Now my head's in my hands
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Ladies you understand
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When you profess to your man
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He'll run for cover
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The air's getting thicker
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He's getting dressed quicker
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Ya start to feel sick
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'Cause you said I love ya
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Now it's too late
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You'll just have to wait
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Nothin' you can say
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Gon' make it better
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Three little words
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Come out and shake up your world
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And now you're freaky and needy
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'Cause you said I love ya
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Damn I said it first
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Damn I Said It First
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| Nikka Costa |
