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Pretty women out walking |
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With gorillas down my street |
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From my window I'm staring |
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While my coffee goes cold |
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Look over there! Where? There! |
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There's a lady that I used to know |
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She's married now or engaged |
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Or something, so I am told |
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Is she really going out with him? |
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Is she really gonna take him home tonight? |
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Is she really going out with him? |
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'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me |
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There's something going wrong around here |
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Tonight's the night when I go |
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To all the parties down my street |
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I wash my hair and I kid myself |
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I look real smooth |
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Look over there! Where? There! |
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Here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend |
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They say that looks don't count for much |
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If so, there goes your proof |
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Is she really going out with him? |
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Is she really gonna take him home tonight? |
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Is she really going out with him? |
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'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me |
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There's something going wrong around here, around here |
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But if looks could kill there's a man there |
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Who's more down as dead 'cause I've had my fill |
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Listen you, take your hands off her head |
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I get so mean around this scene, hey, hey, hey |
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Is she really going out with him? |
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Is she really gonna take him home tonight? |
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Is she really going out with him? |
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'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me |
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There's something going wrong around here, around here |
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Something going wrong around here |
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Something going wrong around here |
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Something going wrong around here |
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Something going wrong around |
