I'm a sentimental sap, that's all What's the use of trying not to fall? I have no will, you've made your kill 'Cause you took advantage of me! I'm just like an apple on a bough And you're gonna shake me down somehow So, what's the use, you've cooked my goose 'Cause you took advantage of me! I'm so hot and bothered that I don't know my elbow from my ear I suffer something awful each time you go And much worse when you're near Here I am with all my bridges burned Just a babe in arms where you're concerned So lock the doors and call me yours 'Cause you took advantage of me.
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