| This man I’m seeing
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| Girl he treats me nice
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| But just between you and me
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| I’m a friend of his wife
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| But she takes him for granted
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| Instead of holding him tight
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| She’s more concerned who her girlfriend’s seeing
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| Than pleasing him at night
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| Now I know he’s married to her
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| But that don’t change the fact
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| I’m only getting what she stole from me
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| And I’ll be damned if I’m gonna give it back
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| Don’t go looking for my man
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| You just might find your husband
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| Be careful what you’re looking for
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| You may not like what you find
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| Don’t go looking for my man
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| The less you know the better
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| Believe me you don’t wanna know
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| About this man of mine
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| He stands about six feet two
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| But in my bed he’s ten feet tall
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| He takes me places I’ve never been
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| Around the world and that ain’t all
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| He’s got the cutest little birthmark
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| Right on his left cheek
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| What’s the matter did I say something wrong
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| You’re rolling your eyes at me
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| What you don’t know girl won’t hurt you
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| Curiosity killed the cat
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| You oughta leave well enough alone
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| Girlfriend I’ll just leave it at that
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| Don’t go looking for my man
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| You just might find your husband
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| Be careful what you’re looking for
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| You may not like what you find
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| Don’t go looking for my man
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| The less you know the better
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| Believe me you don’t wanna know
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| About this man of mine
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| Am I hitting to close to home
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| Girl is that why you’re so uptight
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| I think I’ve said just about enough
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| So give my love to your husband mine
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| Don’t go looking for my man
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| You just might find your husband
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| Be careful what you’re looking for
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| You may not like what you find
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| Don’t go looking for my man
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| The less you know the better
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| Believe me you don’t wanna know
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| I’ve got one more thing I wanna say
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| Don’t go digging in my yard
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| Snooping through my mail
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| Rambling through my drawers
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| Cause you never can tell
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| Whatcha gonna find
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| When you’re dipping into mine
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| It pays to leave well enough alone sometimes
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| Yeah don’t go looking through my mail. |