You got the best of me and I just can't believe
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That I even let you have that much
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Your love is a disease, drunk and disorderly
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But I still shake at the touch
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Oh, what do you do when her blue eyes take control?
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Oh, little miss sunday, would you please take me home?
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Don't even promise me that your promiscuity
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Was a trait you left in the past
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You're on your back again, you've got another man
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There to take the place of the last
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Oh, what do you do when you've got nowhere to go?
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Oh, little miss sunday turned out to be a whore
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You Sunk My Battleship
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| We Know Karate |
