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Well, come over here, little baby, let me have a talk with youWell, come over here, little sugar mama, let me have a talk with youThere's a little matter we gotta discuss, that's the matter of why you won't be true
Now don't be bringing me no excuses... I've had enough of all that jiveThat private eye sure 'nuff done his job, just as sure as I'm aliveNow I think I'm gonna get in my BMW convertible, gonna put my top down and drive
So you'll be hearing from my lawyer, baby... in fact, you'll be hearing from all threeAnd you can have my bookcase from IKEA, you can have my widescreen TVAnd you can have all your other men, baby, 'cause you ain't getting one more damn thing from me
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