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I wasn't jealous before we met
Not every woman I see it a potential threat
And I'm possessive, it isn't nice
You've heard me saying smoking was my only vice
But now it isn't true
Now everything is new
And all I've learned has overturned
I beg of you

Don't go wasting you emotion
Lay all your love on me

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