No shopping, no choice
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I can't stay here and listen to your voice
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I'll be gone before you're home
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And if you want to know where, I went to
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Then baby you, can read it in my note
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It says I went to be alone
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Yeah babe,
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I know I make about twice the money you make
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But of course, i'm never called a stupid whore or a fake
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And i don't structure my life
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Around fear of murder, dismemberment, or rape
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But i hardly see what that has to do with our relationship
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Now if you want to know where, i went to
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Baby you can read it in my note
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It says I went to be alone
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Gone B4 Yr Home
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| Le Tigre |
