Well, I wake up in the night now,
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And don't you know I think of you?
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It's the fire in your eyes,
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It keeps on cutting through
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There's nowhere I can run to,
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Can't seem to lose the thought of you
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I never really was a bad girl,
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But you got me in trouble again.
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Well, I used to walk a straight line,
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I knew what I was doing all the time.
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There was nothing that could move me,
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I always held my ground.
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But you got me where you want me,
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And now you're always here to haunt me.
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I never really was a bad girl
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But you got me in trouble again
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I still remember how it felt
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When you put your arms around me
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But if I thought that you would love me
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I was blind
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But you got me where you want me
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And now you're always here to haunt me
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I never really was a bad girl
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But you got me in trouble again
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Well, you think I would have learned by now,
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And I'd keep away from you, somehow
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Just like a little child,
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I keep coming back for more.
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But baby, when you called today,
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Don't you know that I'll come out and play
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I never really was a bad girl,
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But you got me in trouble again.
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Trouble Again
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| Karla Bonoff |
