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IRS

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IRS

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Ah, ah

Is it true

What they say of you?

Gonna call the president

Gonna call a private eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need the FBI

There's not anymore that I can do

All the reasons that you give

I'd follow you

To where you'd lead

And if that'd be

The end of 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

As when you first told me you were gone

So long ago, but I still held on

Through all the emotions, the love and the sex

And that's the truth and here's the worst yet

Would it even mattered the things that I’d say

You made your mind up and gone anyway

There's no use now in draggin' it on

Shoulda 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 IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make this a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it baby with your morning news

With a sweet hangover and the headlines too now

Ah ah

Ah ah

I bet you think I’m doin’ this all for my health

I shoulda looked again babe at somebody else

Feelin’ like I done way more than wrong

Feelin’ like I’m livin’ inside of this song

Feelin’ like I’m just too tired to care

Feelin like I done more than my share

Could it be the way that I’ve carried on

Like a broken record for so long?

And I do

Ooh, ooh

Gonna call the president

Gonna call a private eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need myself the FBI

Ooh What shall I do?

If I gave my heart to you, oh

It’s such a crime

You know it’s true

Gonna call the president

Gonna get myself a private eye

Gonna need the IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make this a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it baby with your morning news

With a sweet hangover and the headlines too

There’s not anymore that I can do

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