24 lyrics for "What you're doing to me"

I don't smoke 'cause I never get high enough to get over you I don't drink, 'cause I know my mind and every time I do I just think about what you're doing and who you're doing it to I don't take no pills to kill the pain 'cause they ain't never told me
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Still I find salvation You monkey see, you monkey do You're always doing what they tell you to You're such a puppet on string You don't get it! I won't bow to something that I've never seen I can't believe in something that doesn't believe in me I'm not
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And I ain't one to be nobody's second best, no Stop holding onto me when the truth is you can't let go I think we both know You're still in love with your ex, oh I'm looking in your eyes and I can see just what you're doing Baby, I'm the one you're
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Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me You're goin' back to your old time, used to be If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my way I wonder where, I wonder where, this Sears Roebuck drummer come from? Hey baby, baby, baby, can't
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'Cause all you people are vampires And all your stories are stale And though you pretend to stand by us I know you're certain we'll fail I've seen your eyes as they fix on me What is he doing What on earth's the plan, has he got one You better give me
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I wanna take a little ride with you I wanna spend a little time with you I wanna sip a little wine with you, oh I'm digging what you're doing I'm trying to keep it cool But you're making it hard, I'm wishing your arms Were wrapping me up tight You shine
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Darling if you want to I'm on the line What you're doing I want to talk you back to sleep We can work this out I know we cannot touch I need to hear your voice But we gotta try to
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Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal Just laughing and gay like a clown (ooh ooh) I'm wearing my heart like a crown Pretending that you're still around Oh yes, I'm the great pretender (ooh ooh) Pretending I'm doing well (ooh ooh) My need is
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Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill Where I question if what I'm seeing here is real Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR And acquaintances turn to friends, I hope those friends they remember me Hold the
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