| You treat me like Obama
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| I barely know you, you want me to meet your mama
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| And I know that you’ve been praying for Nirvana
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| That Prosecco done got you feelin' like Rihanna
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| Singin' stay, so I’ll wait
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| As we start it again, actin' out this cliche
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| So you bend 'til you break
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| Talkin' shit 'bout me to your friends
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| Your heart beats louder than mine
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| And I’m no good for ya
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| But I’m still good to ya
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| And you tuck me into the bed
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| Man, I’m no good for ya
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| 'Cause I give it to ya
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| When I run for cover, we crash into each other
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| Then you pull me under, it’s so good
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| You keep me comin' through the summer
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| That Prosecco done got you feelin' like Rihanna
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| Singin' stay, so I’ll wait
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| As we start it again, actin' out this cliche
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| So you bend 'til you break
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| 'Cause it’s easy to pretend
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| Your heart beats louder than mine
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| And I’m no good for ya (No good for ya)
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| But I’m still good to ya (Still good to ya)
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| And you tuck me into the bed
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| Man, I’m no good for ya (No good for ya)
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| 'Cause I give it to ya (Give it to ya)
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| You know I’m no good for ya (No good for ya)
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| You know I’m no good for ya (Give it to ya)
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| I’m not the one you’re lookin' for
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| Making love won’t help you stop the war
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| So say goodbye, we’ll always have New York
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| The summers that we share is always blessed
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| You treat me like Obama (Yeah, yeah)
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| You want me to meet your mama
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| And I know that you’ve been praying for Nirvana
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| That Prosecco done got you feelin' like Rihanna
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| Your heart beats louder than mine
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| And I’m no good for ya (No good for ya)
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| But I’m still good to ya (still good to ya)
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| And you tuck me into the bed
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| When I’m no good for ya (No good for ya)
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| 'Cause I give it to ya (Give it to ya)
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| When I’m gone, where I go,
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| You know I’m no good for ya
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| Where I go,
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| You know I’m no good for ya
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| When I’m gone, where I go,
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| You know I’m no good for ya
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| Where I go,
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| You know I’m no good for ya
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| Yeah, yeah
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| That’s great, that’s really, to me my brain is… |