She’s someone else’s, for sure
She smiles when he calls
And laughs at his jokes
She listens politely
When they visit his folks
She’s not your girl anymore
There’s someone new she adores
She holds his hand
And kisses his face
She feels excited
When they embrace
She’s not your girl anymore
Nothing of hers
Isn’t now his
You’ll have to get used to this
They even have
Their own special song -
So bitterly wrong!
Has it been that long?
It’s a song that you like
When you hear it
You think of her
As you told her one night
She laughed at that
And promptly replied
“Oh, that’s my song
With HIM!”
And you nearly died
But let’s face it...
Let’s act like a man!
Nothing bothers us...
Right?
She’s not your girl anymore
She’s someone else’s amour
She packs his lunch
And launders his socks
Gives him her body
And sucks his cock
And you have to be okay with that
You need to be able to deal with that
You’ve got to let it go
You have to let this all go
She is not your girl anymore
You have to let her go
Let her see
Who she wants to see
Let her be
Who she needs to be
Let her be
Let her be free
Let her be
Let her be free
Honor her
And the love that you feel
With one last gift
Of gallantry
Let her be
Let her be free
Let her be
Let her be free
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