| You dress me up in a nurse’s outfit
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| It rides and sticks to my thighs and my hips
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| You put me in a teacher’s little denim skirt
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| Ruler and desk so I can make it hurt
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| But I keep you on your best behavior
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| Honey, I can’t be your savior
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| Love you to the grave and farther
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| Honey, I am not your martyr
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| You dress me in a nun’s black outfit
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| Hail Mary past, 'cause you know I grab it
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| Hand me a badge, and a little billy club
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| Like I’m supposed to book you on a hit-and-run
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| Adore you to the grave and farther
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| Honey, I can’t be your martyr
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| Maybe it’s just human nature
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| But honey, I can’t be your savior
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| But then you say, «Please»
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| Then you say, «Please»
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| Dress me in leather
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| Oh, that’s a little better
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| That’s still not it
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| None of this shit fits
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| But I keep you on your best behavior
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| Honey, I can’t be your savior
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| Love you to the grave and farther
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| Honey, I am not your martyr
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| But then you say, «Please»
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| Then you say, «Please»
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| «Please»
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| «Please»
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| «Please»
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| (They call me a strange girl)
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| (And they speak to me in bruises)
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| «Please»
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| (I got 'em tryin' to save the world)
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| (They said, «girl, you’re not Jesus»)
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| (They call me a strange girl)
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| «Please»
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| (And they speak to me in bruises)
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| (I got 'em tryin' to save the world)
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| (They said, «girl, you’re not Jesus»)
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| «Please»
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| (They call me a strange girl)
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| (And they speak to me in bruises)
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| «Please»
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| (I got 'em tryin' to save the world)
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| (They said, «girl, you’re not Jesus»)
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| «Please»
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| (I got 'em tryin' to save the world)
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| «Please»
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| (They call me a strange girl)
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| (And they speak to me in bruises)
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| «Please»
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| (I got 'em tryin' to save the world)
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| (They said, «girl, you’re not Jesus») |