| You think I’d call you up in the middle of the night
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| If I didn’t want to talk girl?
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| I hope you don’t think this a booty call
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| 'Cause I thought we were beyond them
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| Oooooo, when you call to me
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| I see no reason to get on stage
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| Ahhhhh, I’ll sit here lonely
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| Thinkin' it was all a charade
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| Baby I want you to hold me
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| Though I’m a thousand miles away, girl
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| Girl, you’re the only one touching
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| A side of me that no one can see
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| Yo Har, pick up the phone
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| This is Ric
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| I know you’re in there
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| You gotta come out to the club tonight man
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| Everbody misses you
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| We know you’ve been down
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| Wear your leopard skin pants
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| Call me in a half an hour
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| Out here with the hype, the press, the fans
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| I’m caught in constant compromises
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| Girl I can’t do computer love
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| But I’m willing to try it
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| Ooooooo, it gets so old to me
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| The same old show on a different stage
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| I’ll go through the motions
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| And keep it movin' to the next stage
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| Baby I want you to know me
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| And all the things that I have to say
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| Girl you’re the only one touching
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| A part of me thats fading away
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| Ooooooo, when you call to me
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| I see no reason to get on stage
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| Ahhhhh, I’ll sit here lonely
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| Thinking it was all a charade |