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You'Re Stealin'

vs.1 You called me up the other day
And asked if you could get your stuff back.
I tell you I don't want it, so
Come get all of your trash.
When you showed up at my front door,
I tried hard not to care.
It didn't help that you looked better than before,
And it's not the least bit fair, that
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You're stealin' my heart out of me,

You're stealin' the love out of me,
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