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| give me hell. give me everything you've got then give it some more i can see you hiding in the doorway on the second floor you bombard me with abuse then you offer me fruit juice and i guess that means you like me but i'm not sure that's a good enough excuse you give me, give me, give me hell and i know i'm gonna take it cos i guess i like you just as much as well when i walk through the high street, i have to look down at my shoes the onslaught starts when i innocently stumble upon "pleasant" views do you like her? does she tickle your fancy? do you want her? do you want her? want her? would you like to be with her? would you like to make it with her? you give me, give me, give me hell and i know i'm gonna take it cos i guess i like you just as much as well you give me, give me, give me hell you give me, you sock it to me, give me, you give me hell it's been so long, nothing's gone wrong you'd think you would have settled down but you don't seem to drop it and so all i do is let you down let you down mills copyright whoopy doo 2001 |
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