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You ain't mine
Hell you ain't mine
And am I glad you ain't mine

I throw you a kiss and
Kill you a flirt
But you ain't mine
And am I glad you ain't mine

You don’t know me all
And you ain't mine
And am I glad you ain't mine

We can go to bed
And we can do it all
And you ain't mine
And am I glad you ain't mine

You kill my thoughts
And you hear it all
But you ain't mine
And am I glad you ain't mine

You ain't mine
Hell you ain't mine
And am I glad you ain't mine

I can feed it all
I wanna have you all
And you ain't mine
And am I glad you ain't mine

I don’t know you all
But you ain't mine
Hell you ain't mine

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