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DbYou're cruel, Abyou do
GbYou do, you do me Dbwrong
DbYou hurt me, Abyou flirt with
GbAny old face that comes aDblong
BbmBut I won't Gbbe your whipping Dbboy
No BbmI won't Gbbe your whipping Dbboy
GbmBreak me like a little toy
AbRun me till my feet are sore
But I Gbwon't be your whipping Dbboy Ebm Gb Db Ebm Gb Db
You're wild, you're sly
What you done to me
I was thirty, I look like fifty
But I feel like sixty three
DbIt's this ilBbmlegal kind of loving
That FmkeeAbps my motor running
From the Gbstart to the finish line
It's a Bbmtrashy kind of me that likes Eb7to believe
AbThat I'm still trying, I'm still trying
I'm still trying, yes I'm trying
You're dirty, but you're worth it
But you're way, you're way too young
I could do time if they found out
Look out, San Quentin here I come
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