The Game
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The Game
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He had a mind like Aristotle and a form like mortal sin
He'll leave you out in the cold just so you're begging to come in
She loves a good old-fashioned chase
And he's got that brand new perfect face
And he learned all the moves that you love
And the words that you'll never get tired of
That man, that man ain't nothin' but no good
(That man, that man ain't nothin' but no good)
That man, that man ain't nothin' but no good
He had a mind like Aristotle and a form like mortal sin
He'll leave you out in the cold just so you're begging to come in
Lay down, play dumb, just a little bit
Give in and give up just for a taste of his lips
(You play the game)
'Cause he's definite in the most seductive way
She loves the men that never cared
And he's got that cold and tired stare
And he learned all the secrets to
Getting whatever he wants when it comes to you
He won't care, he won't care, he won't care anymore
(He won't care, he won't care, he won't care anymore)
He won't care, he won't care, he won't care anymore
He had a mind like Aristotle and a form like mortal sin
He'll leave you out in the cold just so you're begging to come in
Lay down, play dumb, just a little bit
Give in and give up just for a taste of his lips
(You play the game)
'Cause he's definite in the most seductive way
They said, 'She's got it bad for the man with the mask who's never afraid to act.'
He's not real
They said, 'She's got it bad for the man with the stare who never really did care,'
And that's real
They said, 'Those two lie in bed, ch-ch-ch-choking on their love like they never get enough.'
It's not real
They said, 'Those two, they know best about growing up too fast and forgetting all their past.'
They're not real
He had a mind like Aristotle and a form like mortal sin
He'll leave you out in the cold just so you're begging to come in
Lay down, play dumb, just a little bit
Give in and give up just for a taste of his lips
Lay down, play dumb, just a little bit
Give in and give up just for a taste of his lips
'Cause he's definite in the most seductive way
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