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Girls.

Girls.
You ask me why i change the color of my hair.
You ask me why i need thirty two pairs of shoes to wear
You seem to ask me why i got alot of things, its just a chick thing
You outta let it go and try to understand but you dont have a clue
Thats what girls do
They keep you guessing the whole day through
Play your emotions, push all your buttons its true thats what girls do
You ask me why i gotta play so hard to get
You want some kind of explaination i can give;
Its just a chick thing, that your messing with
To us its black and white but its not getting through to you
Why should i change?
Im having to much fun
To you its confusing,
To me its nothing new
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# Posted on Tuesday, 01 April 2008 at 11:05 AM

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