Well, I know she likes to karaoke any song by Bon Jovi
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She'll hop on stage and move her hips, make the girls jealous and the boys whipped
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I know she lies that satin dress, it's tight and short, cut to impress
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She got the curves, she got the style, and that million dollar come here smile
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But there's something you should know about
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She's leaving pieces all over this town
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She must like broken hearts 'cause she breaks them all the time
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It's every single day and every night, night, night
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She got that kinda something make a grown man cry
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Yeah, she must like broken hearts 'cause she breaks them all the time
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She likes the way that Cartier, she can shake her booty like Beyoncé
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She can boot, scoot or dip, baby, dip, turn the dance floor into a mash pit
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I know she lies them foreign cars and living large like a rock star
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You can buy a shop, she'll throw it back, she loves to flirt and she loves a laugh
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You might get her number, you think it's home
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But when you call her, it's just one digit off
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She must like broken hearts 'cause she breaks them all the time
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It's every single day and every night, night, night
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She got that kinda something make a grown man cry
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Yeah, she must like broken hearts 'cause she breaks them all the time
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She was born to run, she was born to fly
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You can't tie her down, can't change her mind
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Lord knows I've tried
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She must like broken hearts 'cause she breaks them all the time
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It's every single day and every night, night, night
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She got that kinda something make a grown man cry
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Yeah, she must like broken hearts 'cause she breaks them all the time
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She Must Like Broken Hearts
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Rascal Flatts |