| Well, I don’t know if I can trust ya baby.
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| So many people; |
| they’re talkin' 'round town.
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| And they drop little hints that just make me wonder.
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| Oh Lord, gotta tell me baby.
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| Ah girl. |
| Ooh, oh. |
| Yeah. |
| Ah girl. |
| Uh huh. |
| Ooh, ooh, oh.
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| Well, you don’t know me, like I know ya baby.
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| Seems like you never care to know,
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| About the simple things that make me a man,
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| Who doesn’t play around.
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| I don’t play with emotions.
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| Baby, all this messin' around…
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| Well, you don’t miss me like I miss ya baby.
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| So many nights that I’m sleepin' alone.
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| And when, uh, you come over I can’t know for sure
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| That you don’t play around.
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| You don’t run around on me.
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| Never know if you’re messin' around, girl.
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| Now is there some other guy?
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| That is holdin' you in his arms, so tight.
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| Oh yeah, cos I am the man,
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| That is lonely for your charm tonight.
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| Girl, are you messin' around?
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| Woo…
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| Cos if there’s some other guy,
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| Gotta tell me, 'fore I lose my mind.
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| Cos I am so weak.
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| That I can take this, maybe one more time.
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| I think I know, that you don’t love me like I love you baby.
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| You probably never, never will.
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| And at night, you sneak out without makin' a sound.
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| And all your promises just let me down.
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| I said, everybody’s talkin', all around town.
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| And, whenever I need ya girl,
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| Ya never come around.
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| Baby all this messin' around…
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| Uh huh, well. |
| Ooh, oh. |
| All right. |
| Hey now.
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| Baby all this messin' around…
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| Woo, I’ll tell ya girl.
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| I’ll tell ya girl.
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| Are ya messing?
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| Messing around?
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| Oh you, you gotta tell me.
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| Tell me, baby.
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| Tell me, girl. |