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Låttexter: Diana King. L-l-l-l-lies.

Oh why, oh why, oh why
You tell me l-l-lies, never t-t-think
That I would rea-li-li-lize
Things you say-ay-ay
I will make you fay-ay-ay-ade away
B-b-bye, b-b-bye, bye, bye, goodbye

12 o'clock last night in a club
You an' a girl do de rub-a-dub-dub
Short dress and long curly hair
Don't deny it 'cause I saw you there

Step 1, me did dede when you give her the line
Step 2, me did dede when you looked so sincere
Step 3, me did dede when you hold her close and
Tell her everything dat she won't fear

Why you play those games
Those g-g-games with me
Oh, no, no, no

Oh why, oh why, oh why
You tell me l-l-lies, never t-t-think
That I would rea-li-li-lize
Things you say-ay-ay
I will make you fay-ay-ay-ade away
So b-b-bye, b-b-bye, bye, bye
Goodbye, goodbye

12 o'clock in a the afternoon
You come around with the same old tune
Go on an' on like, say everything fine
When all the time, me know say a lie, you did a lie

Step 1, me did dede when you give her de kiss
Step 2, me two eyes as me witness
Step 3, give me me keys and exit please
Your day is done, so you better move on

Why you play those games
Those g-g-games with me
Oh, no, no, no

Oh why, oh why, oh why
You tell me l-l-lies, never t-t-think
That I would rea-li-li-lize
Things you say-ay-ay
I will make you fay-ay-ay-ade away
So b-b-bye, b-b-bye

Oh why, oh why, oh why
You tell me l-l-lies, never t-t-think
That I would rea-li-li-lize
Things you say-ay-ay
I will make you fay-ay-ay-ade
B-b-bye, b-b-bye, bye, bye

Look here, I don't want to trouble you
No, no, no, I don't think so
I don't want to trouble you

Why you do me that?
Slip out ready lies from the fact's
Tell me, why you do me that
No, no, no

Why you want to play those kind of games with me
Oh

Oh why, oh why, oh why
You tell me l-l-lies, never t-t-think
That I would rea-li-li-lize
Things you say-ay-ay
I will make you fay-ay-ay-ade away
B-b-bye, b-b-bye, b-b-bye, b-b-bye
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