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I called you late Friday night
Yo momma said you weren't home
I called you after school
I got no answer. Hung up the phone
Girl you treat me so bad
You say you love me. Always be true
I add it up in my head
I think we're through
(Instrumental Break)
Go ahead. Do what you want to
I'm moving on with my girls
No more calls. No more knocks
It's a cold, cold world
I thought you said you'd have no other
You said you'd always be true
I add it up in my head
I think we're through
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