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You've got files on me, little girl I've got your number (I'm callin' in) You've got files on me, little girl I've got your number (I'm callin' in) Skip to the end Exhausted bodies in bed Fallin' asleep with the lights on Skip the "you don't understand" Skip the "you're such a petty man" Skip the way you'll never listen You never listen I've got files on you, little girl You've got my number (Don't call, don't call it in) Back to the start You call the planet a star Or something else of consequence I can lose my wits so easily And you're circlin' around Baby won't you bring me down You've got files on me, little girl I've got your number (I'm callin' in, callin' it in) You've got files on me, little girl I've got your number (I'm callin' in, callin' it in) We go round and round and round and round We go round and round and around and round We go around and around and around and around We go around and around and around and around You've got the files on me, don't you? I'm not saying that you're wrong You've got the files on me, don't you? I'm not saying that you're wrong You've got the files on me, don't you? I can't say that you are wrong You've got the files on me, don't you? I can't say that you are wrong You've got the files, you've got the files on me, don't you? I can't say that you are wrong You've got my number. |
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