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I know we in love
But not with each other, no, and we don't mind
'Cause you're still mine, hm, babe
If we keep it up
Then maybe these two wrongs might make it right
Don't tell nobody
Ain't lookin' to hurt 'em
So good that we're doin' 'em dirty
I won't say no, I can't say no, oh-oh
His calls, I've been ignorin'
We up all night until the mornin'
I can't say no, oh-woah, oh
You gon' get me
Caught up, love drunk, fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty
The more that we keep sneakin', creepin', leavin'
Hotel rooms
I Might just leave 'em alone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Act up with my phone face down
Hope you don't call when he's around
I know that we fiendin'
All we know is touch and go
Got him looking at me different
I be leavin' and tellin' him it's for business
We mix bad with good intentions (Good intentions)
All we know is touch and go
We ain't lookin' to hurt 'em
So good that we' doin' 'em dirty
I won't say no, I can't say no, oh-oh
Calls, I've been ignorin'
We up all night until the mornin'
I can't say no, oh, oh, oh
You gon' get me
Caught up, love drunk (Caught up), fucked up over you
But we don't feel (Don't feel guilty) guilty
The more that we keep sneakin' (Oh, oh), creepin', leavin'
Hotel rooms (Leavin' hotel rooms)
Might just leave 'em alone
Oh, oh
You see (What you do to me)
What you do to me, baby? (Oh, oh)
Can't you see (Can't you see, can't you see what you do?)
What you do to me, baby?
No
You gon' get me
Caught up, love drunk, fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty (We just keep-)
The more that we keep sneakin',
Creepin', leavin' (I might have to chose you)
Hotel rooms
Might just (Might just), leave 'em (Leave 'em), alone
Leave 'em alone, alone, alone, oh
Writer(s): Randy Newman
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