You spend your nights alone And he never comes home
And every time you call him All you get's a busy tone
I heard you found out That he's doing to you
What you did to me
Ain't that the way it goes
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Girl you got what you deserved
And now you want somebody
To cure the lonely nights
You wish you had somebody
That could come and make it right
But girl I ain't somebody with a lot of sympathy
What goes around comes back around
note: its vice versa
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