I'm knockin' at your door
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And there's no answer
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I hear the moans and groans
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Of your nasty laughter
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I'm kickin' in the door
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As your breathin' gets faster
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Your trail of clues
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Is leadin' to disaster
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Once I looked into your eyes
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I thought they were true
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Innocence can turn to lies
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And now the finger points
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At you, baby
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Shame Shame Shame
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You should've known better
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Than to cheat on me
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Shame Shame Shame
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Now it don't matter
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So let me be
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You've got your own self to blame
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Now it's time to feel the pain
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Of your twisted little game
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It's such a cryin'
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Shame Shame Shame
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Shame Shame Shame
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Did you do your poses
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In the mirror
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Did you tell him
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Baby, baby please
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Did you twist his tongue
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And bend his ear
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Did you have him beggin', beggin'
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On his knees
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Once you looked into my eyes
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And told me you were mine
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Now I see your cheap disguise
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And you're runnin' out of time, baby
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Shame Shame Shame
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You should've known better
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Than to cheat on me
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Shame Shame Shame
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Now it don't matter
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So let me be
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You've got your own self to blame
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Now it's time to feel the pain
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Of your twisted little game
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It's such a cryin'
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Shame Shame Shame
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Shame Shame Shame
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Shame Shame Shame
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| Ratt |
