I called your friend on the phone last night
about the way you treat me, cause it ain't right
I didn't know what else to do
or who else to turn to
She listened to all I told her
as I cried on her shoulder
It was hard believing every thingshe said
She told me that you loved me
and that your love was true
So why do you hide it from me
and why do you make me blue
She said that you want to please me
and all my whole life through
So why do you tease me
and do the things you do
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