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But you keep on picking up the phone
You know damn well this might hurt in the end
Sorry, 'cause I've made a fool of you and also of me
Forgive me, I must I already knew you had your lady
I was curiosa, wondering what one night of your love would feel like
But I already knew you would've lose the game
And I would take all the blame
I know I should leave you alone
But you keep on picking up the phone
You know damn well this might hurt in the end
Your never know you would a buck up 'pon a girl like this
And you never though you would a meet a girl so slick
Had it all on the low, I was your side chick
And then you gave me your heart and that is when it stured from me
It wasn't fully broken, but it had
But from the very start I think you knew that I would break your heart
I know I should leave you alone
But you keep on picking up the phone
You know damn well this might hurt in the end
I know I should leave you alone
But you keep on picking up the phone
You know damn well this might hurt in the end
When Natty Dread a come through-ooh
No put nothing inna me ital stew-ew-ew
Cupid a shoot I for me and you
Cupid, 'you're moving kinda stupid
Try your best and don't pont your arrow at my heart
Don't to me that, I wouldn't do yow do that
'Cause me must can see dung with an empress
And hold a reasoning full stop anyway-ay...
It's best I leave you alone
Than fi mix up inna ru-nah-ray
I know I should leave you alone
But you keep on picking up the phone
You know damn well this might hurt in the end
I know I should leave you alone
You keep on picking up the phone
You know damn well it might hurt in the end.
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