Baby, stop your chasing me.
Stop your staring hungry eyes,
give up your fantasy.
I'm not playing games,
I mean each word I'm saying.
You're not going to get your hands
on my pretty thing
Baby, it's been 3 long years.
Take down my picture from the wall
and wipe your tears.
You've been pushed aside,
your black rose must die.
You're not going to get your hands
on my pretty thing.
I'm just no good for you.
I'm just too good for you.
Babe, it's time to close that door.
I've told you once, a hundred times
and even more.
You're just not my kind.
I'll tell you one last time,
you're not going to get your hands
on my pretty thing.

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