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Genevieve, |
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Creole queen, with your love like fire and your heart like a guillotine. |
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You cant sell |
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The heart you stole you left me standing by the side of the road |
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Feeling down |
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Genevieve |
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Your so bad worst person |
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I know and the greatest lover |
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I ever had |
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All my aces |
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Are on your floor |
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I'm kneeling outside your door |
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Feeling down |
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Well you took all |
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I had Genevieve and you left me a mess |
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But if you try to steal my heart again you'll have to cut it out of my chest |
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Genevieve |
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I've got no regrets except maybe for everything |
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I had to do to forget |
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Your the reason |
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I'm in pain but my hearts still calling your name |
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Genevieve |
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Genevieve |
