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I had a baby and he looks just like me |
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A bald headed baby, he's been the makings of me |
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His eyes are so mean, just like you |
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But you haven't seen him |
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And I don't know what to tell him |
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I don't know what to tell him! |
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I had a thing with a man and he wasn't mine to be with |
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I woke up one green day with him up inside me, hey |
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That did excited me, and I was crazy |
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I was always crazy! |
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But I had a baby, so I'm never sorry! |
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He's been the makings of me |
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And when he asks, I'll tell him |
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That you love him, but you can't be his |
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And when he says why |
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Why I said, don't know why |
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Because I don't know why! |
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You should suffer instead of me |
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Over shit that's because of me |
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I wish it wasn't so crazy |
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...my mind tell this time |
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But I had a baby, so beautifully |
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He's been the makings of me |
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I had a fling with a man who wasn't mine to be with |
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I woke up one green day with him up inside me, hey |
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That did excited me, and I was crazy |
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I was always crazy! |
