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Who's the joke

I see how your trying to weasel your way in
And boy I know how you manoeuvre.
With your confusion.
You tell me that I am your only
And how bad that you want me
Then why are you so shady?
If I'm supposed to be your lady
Why should I believe anything you say?
And how could you shame me that way?
Tell me where, where did you get the nerve
To even think that you could play me boy
You thought you had me fooled at your back on call
But now who’s the joke?
And who’s laughing now?
I see right through your game boy
And I know exactly what I came for! You!
For once in your life be a real man
At least give me the proper respect of the truth
I already know you did….
I see right trough you baby
Tried to tell me that you want me
I've seen this game before
And I'm showing you the door!!!

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