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I'm far from perfect babe |
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I know it's true |
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but I guess nobody has to tell you |
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I don't always listen |
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and I talk too much |
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I think I'm in tune when I'm |
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out of touch |
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Baby |
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Don't tell me I've done it again |
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There's a tear on your face |
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with my name on it |
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And at this moment it must be |
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hard to see |
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but I am not the enemy |
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Lay your defenses down |
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I'll put my arms around you |
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put your arms around me |
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Baby I'm on your side |
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Someday I'll get it right |
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How can I make you see |
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I'm not the enemy |
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I don't call when I'm comin' home late |
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And there's three little words that |
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are hard for me to say |
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I'm not so good at all those little things |
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But baby I am not the enemy |
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Lay your defenses down |
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I'll put my arms around you |
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put your arms around me |
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Baby I'm on your side |
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Someday I'll get it right |
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How can I make you see |
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I'm not the enemy |
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Lay your defensed down |
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This ain't no battleground |
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How can I make you see |
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I am not the enemy |
