| my girlfriend, my dumb donut
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| went out to a party just the other night
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| but 3 hours later and 7 shots of jager,
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| she was in the bedroom with another guy
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| and i don’t really want to know
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| so don’t tell me anymore
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| and i really don’t want to hear
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| about her feet all up in the air
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| and well, i’m not the one who acted like a hoe
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| why must i be the one who has to know?
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| i’m not the one who messed up big time
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| so spare me the details, if you don’t mind
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| now i can understand friends who want to tell me think they’re gonna help me open up my eyes
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| but the play-by-play makes me want to lose it everytime you do it, man, it turns the knife
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| and i don’t really want to know
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| so don’t tell me anymore
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| and i really don’t want to hear
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| about her feet all up in the air
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| and well, i’m not the one who acted like a hoe
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| why must i be the one who has to know?
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| i’m not the one who messed up big time
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| so spare me the details, if you don’t mind
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| now i don’t need to hear about the sounds they were making
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| and i don’t need to hear about how long he was taking
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| or how the walls, they were shaking
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| now i’m lying in bed, wallowing in sorrow
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| missing the tomorrow that we could have had
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| running through my head, over and over
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| things i never told her now just make me sad
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| and it drives me insane, sitting with a vision
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| stuck with that image burned into my brain
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| and i feel so dumb that i could ever trust her
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| but someone else fucked her, then he walked away
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| and i don’t really want to know
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| so don’t tell me anymore
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| and i really don’t want to hear
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| about her feet all up in the air
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| and so, i’m not the one who acted like a hoe
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| why must i be the one who has to know?
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| i’m not the one who messed up big time
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| so spare me the details, if you don’t mind
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| (Cause I don’t wanna know)
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| (don't wanna know) Spare me the details if you dont mind
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| (don't wanna know)
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| (don't wanna know) Spare me the details if you dont mind |