I know my place
I maintain my grace
He knows well my face
For months I had to trace
I was a fool he was a flirt
I left him smiling at someone
As was nothing left to assert
I'm fed up of him and his ways
Let others tolerate his plays
I don't bother about him anymore!
I maintain my grace
He knows well my face
For months I had to trace
I was a fool he was a flirt
I left him smiling at someone
As was nothing left to assert
I'm fed up of him and his ways
Let others tolerate his plays
I don't bother about him anymore!
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