I.R.S.
What they say of you
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Gonna call the President
Gonna call a Private Eye
Gonna get the IRS
Gonna need the FBI
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There's not anymore that I can do
All the reasons that you give
I follow you
So when you lead them in, that'll be the end of time it's true
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Wouldn't be the first time I've been wrong
Wouldn't be the last I'm sure, I've known
With all the rumors I can tell,
Some things didn't work so well
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Well anyway, it feels the same
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As when you first told me you were gone,
So long ago but I still held on
Through all the emotions that I've had to take
And that's the truth, and here's the worst yet
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Wouldn't even matter the things that I say
You've made your mind up and gone anyway
And there's no use now in dragging it on
Should've seen it coming all along
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(Lead 1)
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Well it’s true....ooh....I had,
My doubts of you
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Gonna call the President
Gonna call myself a Private Eye
Gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI
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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
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Ah ah, Ah ah
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I bet you think I'm doing this all for my health
I should've looked again then at somebody else
Feeling like I've done way more than wrong
Feeling like I'm living inside of this song
Feeling like I'm just too tired to care
Feeling like I've done more than my share
Could've been the way that I carried on
Like a broken record for so long
And I do
Ooh, oh,
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I'm Gonna call the President,
I'm gonna call a Private Eye
Gonna get the IRS,
Gonna need myself the FBI.
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Oooh, What shall I do,
If I gave my heart to you
It's such a crime you know it's true
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(Lead 2)
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Gonna call the President
Gonna need myself a Private Eye
Ooh, gonna need the IRS
Gonna get the FBI
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Gonna make it a federal case
Gonna wave it right down in your face
Read it baby with your morning news
With the sweet hangover and the headlines too
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There's not anymore that I can do