come on pretty girl, don't pretend you want her, that what you have with her is better than what we had.
she can't make you feel that way, she can't make you forget, she can't even make you happy. really happy. the way i do.
don't pretend when you don't have to.
is she really that peachy?
is she really better?
can you sing with her?
can you dance with her?
can she even make you laugh?
come steal kisses with me and let her go.
she's nothing but a lousy substitute.
you know i'm such a fool for you.
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