| Put your loving where your mouth is |
| Your sugar talking isn't working tonight |
| Oh, oh |
| Put your loving where your mouth is |
| Yeah, your paragraphs mean shit to me |
| Get your sorry ass to mine |
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh |
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| Saying that you miss me |
| Boy, do you win a prize? |
| You're havin' these epiphanies |
| Big word for a real small mind |
| And aren't you tired of saying a whole lot of nothing? |
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| You tell me that you want me (Want me) |
| But, baby, if you need me (Need me) |
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| Put your loving where your mouth is |
| Your sugar talking isn't working tonight |
| Oh, oh |
| Say you're a big changed man, I doubt it |
| Yeah, your paragraphs mean shit to me |
| Get your sorry ass to mine |
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh |
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| You filled my whole apartment |
| With flowers that die |
| The first to open up your wallet |
| But the last one to flag, a heart only breaks so many times |
| Save your money |
| And stop makin' me cry |
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| You tell me that you want me (Want me) |
| But, baby, if you need me (Need me) |
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh |
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| Put your loving where your mouth is |
| Your sugar talking isn't working tonight |
| Oh, oh |
| Put your loving where your mouth is |
| Yeah, your paragraphs mean shit to me |
| It's verbatim what you said last week |
| It's your seventh last chance, honey |
| Get your sorry ass to mine |
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