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Oh let me tell you about the girl that I love
the one who don't love me (Selfish!)
I buy her flowers and the things that she wants
I love so patiently
I am so thoughtful when I'm making my love
She's always coming first
But she gets tired and a sore little mouth
I tell you that's the worst
I think I finally could be wrong
I got a girl and you might know her (Selfish!)
She gets around but now they tell me (Selfish!)
I got a mind to go talk to her mother (Selfish!)
She is my love there is no other (Selfish!)
She doesn't like my friends
She's hating my crowd
And every time we meet
She says she'll leave me, she's going to chuck me out
How could she possibly?
I can't believe I would call this love
I've got a girl and you might know her (Selfish!)
You don't believe me? I don't believe me! (Selfish!)
I've got a mind to go talk to her mother (Selfish!)
She must be one hell of a daughterâ¦
Oh let me tell you about the girl that I love
the one who don't love me
the one who don't love me
I gave her everything