| If you’re gonna play with my soul,
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| Why don’t you take a look at your own first.
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| No pain is lean enough, it’s always filled with hurt,
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| And those feelings, you know I felt them first
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| and it hurts.
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| So why don’t you stop phoney ladies
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| In my face to cramp my freedom,
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| Phoney ladies that mess me up,
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| Calling names to cramp my freedom
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| And you don’t even wanna see them
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| Calling names to cramp my freedom
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| Phoney ladies that mess me up.
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| Nobody’s gonna grab my freedom,
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| Nobody’s gonna mess me up.
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| You becoming a victim of the game,
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| Don’t you forget I’m your sister and your friend too.
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| The way you treat me will put this house to shame,
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| Your secret conversations put you in the frame.
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| In the frame
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| So why don’t you stop phoney ladies
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| In my face to cramp my freedom,
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| Phoney ladies that mess me up,
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| Calling names to cramp my freedom
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| And you don’t even wanna see them
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| Calling names to cramp my freedom
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| Phoney ladies that mess me up.
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| Nobody’s gonna grab my freedom,
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| Nobody’s gonna mess me up.
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| No money money money can buy what we’ve got,
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| No money money money can buy what we’ve got,
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| No money money money can buy what we’ve got,
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| No money money money can buy what we’ve got.
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| You’re playing games,
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| trying to make me jealous.
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| It’ll never save us now.
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| So why don’t you stop calling ladies
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| In my face to cramp my freedom,
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| Phoney ladies that mess me up,
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| Calling names to cramp my freedom
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| And you don’t even wanna see them
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| Calling ladies to cramp my freedom
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| Phoney ladies that mess me up.
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| Nobody’s gonna grab my freedom,
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| Nobody’s gonna mess me up… |