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Countless lovers, six months later he woke up, got out of bed |
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Looked around the room and threw up |
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Dolce suits, baskets of fruit and money |
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And your face on |
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TV don't look like you today, honey |
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But you made it, yeah, you made it |
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Oh you made it, what you gonna do now? |
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Walk down the street, people you meet think they own you |
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They say give me a piece of your life 'cause |
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I feel like |
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I know you |
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Say, "Sign my shirt, kiss my cheek, hug me" |
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Well I've given you years of my life and |
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I want you to love me |
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But you made it, yeah, you made it |
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Oh you made it, what you gonna do now? |
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And oh love, you're so good looking |
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Oh love, really cooking |
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Oh love, don't you ever get tired |
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Or uninspired |
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But you made it, yeah, you made it |
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Oh you made it, what you gonna do now? |
