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Scratched up my whip bout three or four times Broke up my sh*t bout three or four times Got back with her bout three or four times Ooohohhhh Every two weeks she call the police Every two weeks your boy gotta leave And in two weeks shes back with me Ooohohhhh She's an angel, flippin saint girl But I love her (?) (YEAH) Kinda twisted but I miss it, been this way for a while (YEAH) Ass so fat girl, it's a fact girl, and I love that smile (YEAH) I can't tame it, can't explain it and I don't know why
Tell me why oh why, why do I feel this way It must the man in me, I can't let her leave Tell me why oh why, it doesn't have to be this way It must the man in me, cause I can't let her leave
Everything I say, she think that I'm lyin Hang up and call back 25 times And she'll leave a message 25 times Hello are you there? Ooohohhhh Everybody thinks that I'm crazay Even though this girl drives me crazay She'll always be my babay I don't know how to let her go
Tell me why oh why, why do I feel this way It must the man in me, I can't let her leave Tell me why oh why, it doesn't have to be this way It must the man in me, cause I can't let her leave Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh Shawtay Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh Shawtay
Why I can't just let it be Something's got a hold on me Just when I get it up to leave See I can't live with her, and live without her See there's something about her
Tell me why oh why, why do I feel this way It must the man in me, I can't let her leave Tell me why oh why, it doesn't have to be this way It must the man in me, cause I can't let her leave
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