| Answer the phone, it’s only me
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| All I wanna do is talk to my children, oh, yeah, yeah
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| Don’t want to bother her or you, my man, no, no
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| But if you have a man at all, you’ll understand
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| Ooh-ooh, the problems between her and me
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| They are foolish things that we did, oh
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| Haven’t got a thing to do with the love
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| No, no, no
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| Haven’t got a thing to do with the love
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| Between me and my kids
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| Even the judge, he understood now
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| Gave me the right to see 'em, at least on the weekend
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| Oh, now, buddy, you got the woman now
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| She chose to let me go, ah…
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| But if you love my kids at all, you got to know
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| Oh-oh, but there’s an ocean between her and me
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| Made of tears we often hid, ooh-oh…
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| That ain’t got a thing to do with the love
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| No, no, no, now
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| That ain’t got a thing to do with the love
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| Between me and my kids
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| As long as I respect your home
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| And don’t come around
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| Trying to cause you pain and misery, ooh…
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| I got the right to be with them
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| Oh-oh, they got the right to be with me
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| I’m talkin' 'bout the kids, man
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| They got the right to be with me, oh, oh…
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| I, I, I, I don’t use my kids
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| For no excuse to spy on you, no
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| Prying into your private life
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| Is something I won’t do, oh-oh…
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| But when the woman and I broke up
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| Of each other we got rid, oh…
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| But that ain’t got a thing to do with the love
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| No, no, no, now
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| That ain’t got a thing to do with the love
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| Ooh-ooh…
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| That ain’t got a thing to do with the love
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| Between me and my kids |