[Chorus: x4]
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A teenage love, a teenage love
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Don't, don't hurt me again
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[Verse One]
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Aye sport, here's a thought from the old school crew
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A serious situation we all go threw
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It deals wit your feelins, so here what I say
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It's like a dyke, but nothing seems to go your way
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Bust this, two people, they really like each other
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He says their's no one else
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And she claims they're is no other
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The feelins are same, and you receive a notion
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To reveal your inner thoughts deeply hit emotions
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[Chorus: x4]
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[Verse Two]
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Precious times, hopin they won't end
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Tell your mother bout your lover
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Or so your best friend
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Ya mighty proud while your holdin her hand
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Boys, yo that's my woman, and girls, yeah that's my man
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This pressure brings a sort of warmth to ya heart
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And everything seems so great at the start
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For she loves him, and he also loves her
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And it's hard to turn back to who the person you were
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But later on, problems start to occur
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And the bond, which combines, y'all turn into a blur
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For the feelins were the same, now here's the score
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You love him to much, and they don't love him anymore
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Or did you have to choose a number
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Or because your not bein true
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Or maybe they're just plain sick of seein you
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Word, now it might seem strange
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You better take his quick, and make the right change
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[Chorus: x4]
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[Verse Three]
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See just when you swore, the boy was wrong and
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Then they're gone, and part of ya heart's been stolen
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Get back on your feet, wit a hop and a skip
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But no, you rather go wit this dead relationship
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Hangin around, and buyin him stuff
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You seem him every darn day, you don't see him enough
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You follow them around, and they claim ya hawkin
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When conversation comes, you do all the talkin
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Not to mention, attention, we all need a bit
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Behind ya back they're sayin, yeah he's all on my tits
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They're gettin sick of you, and quite annoyed
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And if you had plans for the future, they're now destroyed
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You saw what was happenin, and you still let it
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And if you ever let him make love to ya girl, you can forget it
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Sweetheart, you been caught, spread around town
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Passin then ya thoughts
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And break up time, and your recitine the words
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Yo this is fromt the heart, and I know the part hearts
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Get over it, from now don't take short slick
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If it's not true love, you shouldn't deal wit it
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Just think of your future, and what is to come
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And pay attention to the words that's in this song, they go
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[Chorus: x4]
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Do you know, where ya goin to
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Do like the things that life is showin you
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And are you going to...
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Teenage Love
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| Slick Rick |
