| «They Don’t Know»
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| [feat.
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| I look on the past, things I used to do,
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| The games we used to play, the girls that didn’t last.
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| I know it’s on your mind, think I’m doing wrong
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| Cannot see, but it’s real, you are the only one.
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| When I’m not around, do you think of me?
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| Or you’re the jealous one that claiming me to be
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| You should know by now that it’s gonna take
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| My life trust from you for us to make it.
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| You should know, baby, you’re my angel
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| And nothing’s gonna make you fall from Heaven
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| Girl, I’m just gonna love you.
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| Don’t listen to what people say,
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| They don’t know about, about you and me.
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| Get it out your mind, 'cause it’s jealousy
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| They don’t know about this, dear.
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| Don’t listen to what people say,
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| They don’t know about, about you and me.
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| Get it out your mind, 'cause it’s jealousy
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| They don’t know about this, dear.
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| Girl, let’s talk about what your friends told you,
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| That I’m a selfish man, woman, can’t get me to
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| Maybe in my past, but you changed me now
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| Now that I found your love and you should have showed me how.
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| Your love’s so real, I’d be a fool to play
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| Play around with you, I wanna stay with you.
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| You should know by now that it’s gonna take
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| A lot of trust from you for us to make it through.
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| You should know, baby, you’re my angel
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| Nothing’s gonna make you fall from Heaven
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| Girl, I’m just gonna love you, love you.
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| Don’t listen to what people say,
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| They don’t know about, about you and me.
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| Get it out your mind, 'cause it’s jealousy
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| They don’t know about this, dear.
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| Don’t listen to what people say,
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| They don’t know about, about you and me.
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| Get it out your mind, 'cause it’s jealousy
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| They don’t know about this, dear.
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| You’re my angel
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| I miss you
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| Sing, you and me.
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| Don’t listen to what people say,
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| They don’t know about, about you and me.
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| Get it out your mind, 'cause it’s jealousy
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| They don’t know about this, dear. |