For so long all I could think of was him, But I had to wait for he was taken, Then one day he no longer wanterd her, And he came running to me. For so long all that I wanted was him, And now I finally have a chance, Now he is mine and wanting me, But now I really don't want him. To me--I guess it's the thrill of the chase
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