If you were a country, I’d be your flag
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If you were a smoke, I’d be your drag
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And if you were a junkie, I’d be your fix
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If you were a critic, I’d be your pick
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I mean what I say
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When I say I’d be your anything
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Baby, if you were a picture, I’d be your frame
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If you were the wounded, I’d be your pain
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Ya ya ya
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If you were so funny, I’d be your joke
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If you had the money, well we both might be broke
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And if you were a gun, I’d be your kill
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If you were the party, I’d be the pills
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I mean what I say
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When I say I’d be your everything
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Oh baby, if you were a convict, I’d be your cell
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If you were a housewife, I’d be your living hell
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I mean what I say
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When I say
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Love it dissipates
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Love It Dissipates
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| Mother Mother |
