Seems i always hafta slip around to be with you, my dear
slippin' around, afraid we might be found
i know i can't forget you and i gotta have you near
but we just hafta slip around and live in constant fear
oh, you're tied up with someone else
and i'm all tied up, too
i know i made mistakes, dear
but i'm so in love with you
i hope someday i'll find a way to bring you back to me
then i won't hafta slip around to have your company
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