| Talk a wicked game
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| But when it comes on down to play
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| I seem to hold on to my own
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| And it has always been that way
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| You give a lash or two by tongue
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| But it ain’t quite the same
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| 'Cause you’re the sweet little thing
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| Under my arm and no one knows your name
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| But that’s okay
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| (We'll make the finish line)
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| And anyway
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| (We're gonna finish fine)
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| Hey what you say?
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| (This ought to blow my mind)
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| You’re bad, bad, bad, baby, please
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| (Want you to stay with me)
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| I’m on my knees
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| (Want you to play with me)
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| Like birds and bees
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| (Get home and play with me)
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| I’ll be a sad, sad sack, girl
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| I’m not you and you’re not me
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| And that’s the way it’ll always be
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| From sea to every shining sea
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| I’m not you and you’re not me
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| Fa-na-na-na, Fa-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
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| Ever since I was a little boy
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| I’ve been out on my own
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| Ever since you’ve been a little girl
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| You’ve never been alone
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| Don’t try to look into my head
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| And tell me how I feel
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| Just give me space
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| And find your place or find another deal
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| 'Cause I’ve been good
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| (I give you everything)
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| I’ve understood
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| (When you do anything)
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| Supplied the wood
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| (I'll make your choir sing)
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| You’re bad, bad, bad, baby please
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| (Want you to play with me)
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| I’m on my knees
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| (Want you to stay with me)
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| Like birds and bees
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| (Get home and play with me)
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| I’ll be a sad, sad sack, girl
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| I’m not you and you’re not me
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| And that’s the way it’ll always be
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| From sea to every shining sea
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| I’m not you and you’re not me
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| I’m not you and you’re not me
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| 'Cause you’re the lock and I’m the key
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| You’re living in a fantasy
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| I’m not you and you’re not me
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| Fa-na-na-na, Fa-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
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| There’s one more thing I have to say
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| Before I shut my mouth
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| I’ll take a trip around the world
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| Or send the whole thing south
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| You’ve got the vibe, you’ve got the look
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| But do you got the brains?
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| Don’t rock the boat when you can’t swim
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| And you never liked the rain |