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Uuuuh |
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You got a lot of girls that you call your friends |
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You were always joking baby |
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At least you pretend |
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But it don't mean a thing |
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I know that it's true |
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Someone's told me something 'bout Geena and you |
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Now that I'm leaving baby |
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Uuh |
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How does it feel? |
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Uuh |
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Now that I'm leaving baby |
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Uuh |
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How does it feel? |
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Uuh |
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I don't care about your money baby |
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I don't care about your cars |
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As you can see for yourself |
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I'm a rock&roll star |
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And while you read your little black book |
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Busy making plans |
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I'm out playing every night |
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I've got a million fans |
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Now that I'm leaving baby |
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Uuh |
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How does it feel? |
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Uuh |
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Now that I'm leaving baby |
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Uuh |
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How does it feel? |
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Uuh |
