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Doorknobs
Seckond Chaynce
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Mm-mm
No more
No more
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba
Everything, everything I had tried to do
Anything, anything I don't have to make your summer rain go away
But if ain't this never enough (mmm)
Just complain, just complain, fussing by
I'm talking every day, everyday morning, night
You say you're leaving for another one that treat you right
Well, go on
Go home
Let the doorknobs hit you where the Lord God split you
I ain't dealing with your mess no more
I'm outta tears, outta tissues, all the years I'd been with you
This time, I've finally made the right choice
Let the doorknobs hit you where the Lord God split you
Hope you find what you're looking for
Let the doorknobs hit you where the Lord God split you
I ain't dealing with your stress no more
No more
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (no more)
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (I can't do it baby)
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (no more)
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (no more)
Giving this, giving that, give me more
It's got me questioning what you're really in this for
And bring nothing to the table, no spoon or fork
Am I wrong? (Now be real with me)
Am I wrong?
Beautiful, beautiful, no debate
But your attitude really don't match your face
You're saying you're leaving for someone who put you in your place
Well, go on (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Go home
Let the doorknobs hit you where the Lord God split you
I ain't dealing with your mess no more (I ain't dealing with your mess no more)
I'm outta tears, outta tissues, all the years I'd been with you (all the good times)
This time, I've finally made the right choice (it's time for me to make the right choice)
Let the doorknob hit you where the Lord God split you
Hope you find what you're looking for (hope you find what you're looking for)
Let the doorknob hit you where the Lord God split you
I ain't dealing with your stress no more (I can't take it no more)
No more
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (I can't take it no more)
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (I can't take it no more)
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (no more)
No mas, no mas, no mas, delor no traba (no more)
Adios
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