(T. B. Schmit/B. Gaitsch/G. Sutton)
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We were a match made with burning desire
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Who could have known we were playing with fire
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Now it's lights out baby you know why
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You couldn't play it straight even if you tried
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Anyone who ever knew you
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Couldn't help but see right through you
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Go ahead look me in the eyes
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I'm so tired of your alibies
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Oh I wonder
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Which way are you gonna go
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Just because you say it like you mean it
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Don't make it so
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Tell me the truth baby tell me true
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This kind of love just won't do
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Tell me the truth baby tell me nice
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Better take my advice
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One day you're gone baby then you're back
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Just like a train you jump the track
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Why don't you slow down you're gonna crash
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Ain't gonna get no second chance
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Do you think that I believe you
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When you do the things that you do
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Go ahead look me in the eyes
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I'm so tired of your alibies
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Oh I wonder
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Which way are you gonna go
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Just because you say it like you mean it
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Don't make it so
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Tell me the truth baby tell me true
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This kind of love just won't do
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Tell me the truth baby tell me nice
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Better take my advice
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TELL ME THE TRUTH
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| Timothy B. Schmit |
