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Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
When I wake up, I'm willing to take my chances on
The hope I'd forget
That you hate him more than you notice
I wrote this for you (for you, so)
You need him, I could be him
I could be an accident
But I'm still trying
That's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Someday I'll appreciate in value
Get off my ass and call you
The meantime, I'll sport my brand new fashion
Of waking up with pants on
At four in the afternoon
You need him, I could be him
I could be an accident
But I'm still trying
That's more than I can say for him
One, two, three, four!
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
And maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
(Won't find out) he won't find out
(Won't find out) he won't find out
Maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
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