I don`t wanna see you peepin` thru my window, I don`t wanna hear you call me on the phone.
I don`t want you knockin` on my door babe, A, F, G, GL, So Long
Well, you put me thru the paces like a champion
Well, it`s gonna take another act of Congress, to convince you that our love affair is through
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