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I need to leave You say don’t go Fingers are slipping I’m out the door There is somebody Else and I know But that doesn’t stop me Coming to you We said we’d keep it All on the low But this is breaking You and it shows Every time he leaves You home alone Your thumb is finding Me on your phone I take her to parís Away from her parents She wants to dance on Me without her pants on I take her to parís Away from her parents She wants to marry me I don’t really care if you’ve got options Only wish to start with you werе honest A couple midnights in you said you got him