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Just tell me what you ve got to say to me, I ve been waiting for so long to hear the truth, It comes as no surprise at all you see, So cut the crap and tell me that we re through. Now I know your heart, I know your mind, You don t even know you re being unkind, So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways, Just use me up and then you walk away, Boy you can t play me that way. Well I guess what you say is true, I could never be the right kind of girl for you, I could never be your woman. When I saw my best fri
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