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        Love
    Is it true?
    What they say of you
    Gonna call the President
    Gonna call up the Private Eye
    Gonna get the I.R.S.
    Gonna need the F.B.I.
    There's not anymore that I can do
    All the reasons that you give
    I follow you
    So when you plead the fifth,
    Baby, every time,
    It's true
    Wouldn't be the first time I've been wrong
    Wouldn't be the last I'm sure I've known
    Through all the rumors I can tell,
    Some things didn't work so well
    Well anyway, it feels the same
    When you first told me you were gone
    So long ago, but I feel it head on
    Through all the emotions and having a fit
    And that's the truth and here's the worst yet
    Wouldn't even matter the things that I say
    You made your mind up and are gone anyway
    There's no use now in dragging it on
    Should've seen it coming all along
    Well it's true... ooh
    I had
    My doubts of you
    Gonna call the President
    Gonna call myself a Private Eye
    Gonna need the I.R.S.
    Gonna get the F.B.I.
    Gonna make this a federal case
    Gonna wave it right down in your face
    Read it daily with your morning news
    With a sweet hangover, and the headlines true now
    [Guitar Solo]
    I feel your doing this all for my health
    I should've looked again then at somebody else
    Feel like I done way more than wrong
    Feelin' like I never gonna get ya outta this song
    Feelin like I'm just too tired to care
    Feelin like I done more than my share
    Could it be the weight that I've carried on
    Like a broken record for so long
    And I do
    Ooh, oh
    I'm gonna call the President,
    I'm gonna call a private eye
    Gonna get the I.R.S.,
    Gonna need myself the F.B.I.
    Ooh, what shall I do
    If I gave my heart to you
    It's such a crime you know it's true
    [Guitar solo]
    Gonna call the president
    Gonna get myself a private eye
    Gonna need the I.R.S.
    Gonna get the F.B.I.
    Gonna make it a federal case
    Gonna wave it right down in your face
    Read it daily with your morning news
    With a sweet hangover, and the headlines true
    There's not anymore that I can do
     

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