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Ooh hey yeah |
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I live in |
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HollywoodRight beneath the stars |
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I walk around, they drive |
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Incredibly long black cars |
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I think that they could learn |
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A thing or two from me |
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While money is buying your house |
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It's selling your sanity, yeah |
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They take the love for granted |
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Say it grows on trees |
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The only thing |
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I've ever seen |
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On a tree was leaves |
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I got a girl |
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She keeps my feet on the ground |
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I concentrate on her |
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Don't need to shop around, no |
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So sweet, it's tasty like honey |
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Right down to her feet |
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Who could ask for more |
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Girl is sweeter than a candy store |
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An' I go to work |
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I work hard all day |
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She works as hard as me' |
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Cause we got bills to pay |
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We share a roof |
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We share the bed |
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But unlike the rich, we share |
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What's in each others' head, yeah |
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So sweet, it's tasty like honey, oh ho |
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Right down to her feet |
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Who could ask for more |
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Girl is sweeter than a candy store |
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So sweet, it's tasty like honey, yeah whoa ho |
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Right down to her feet |
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Who could ask for more |
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Girl is sweeter than a candy store |
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I live in |
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HollywoodRight beneath the stars |
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So far it's pretty good |
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It's pretty good so far, yeah |
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So far so good |
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So far so good |
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So far so good |
