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I've been a naughty, little minxy kind of thing
When you buy me ev'rything I just purr
But when it comes round to payin' back time
I don't give a single dime, that's for sure
So you tell me you're never comin' back
And a tiny tear comes rollin' down my cheek
I've your attention for a little bit, that's enough of that
I can't believe that you can't see
That I can lie while I lay across your bed
You don't know what's in my head
What's my role?
And I can cry so pretty, pity...
God have mercy on MY WICKED, WICKED SOUL
I've been out runnin' with a crazy kinda crowd
Of my behavior I'm not proud, but I had a ball
I took a likin' to a wild child on the side
Seems I hurt your silly pride and that's not all
So you tell me you're never comin' back
And I swear to you that he's all in the past
Just one look at my pretty pout, you'll not walk out
In fact this scene's played out just like the last
I can lie while I lay across your bed
You don't know what's in my head
What's my role?
And I can cry so pretty, pity...
God have mercy on MY WICKED, WICKED SOUL
God have mercy, God have mercy
God have mercy on MY WICKED, WICKED SOUL
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