People
say that we're a perfect match
They
don't realise that there's a catch
They
don't have to live with you, forgive you for the things you do
There's
just no ignoring, you're pretty but you're boring
Everybody
likes you babe, but me
They
just don't know how iffy you can be
I'd
hate for you to go, before I let you know
That
everybody loves you babe, but me
I'm begging
you to stay out of my way
Cos
everybody likes you babe, but me
Everybody
likes you babe, but me
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