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Young girl, out of her head She'd rather women herself instead She's so granted to me And to rock 'n' roll She was young and she loved me She couldn't live without me She gave me all she could She loves control You read it in a magazine There's really, really nothin' obscene I know I've got a reputation You're my complete infatuation A rep-reputation A rep-reputation Infatuation You think of two, whatever I do You've got to say, whatever I say You can't help it, you can't get away Give me some of yours I'll give you some of mine The truth is baby Letras de cancionesI think you're happy all the time Whoa oh I read it in a magazine But, there's really, really nothin' obscene But, I know I've got a reputation You're my complete infatuation A rep-reputation A rep-reputation Infatuation I know I've got a reputation You're my complete infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation A rep-reputation You never tried I don't know why Don't know what to say But, I can't lie I want you to be my lover, not my friend And yes, I know I've got a reputation You're my complete infatuation A rep-reputation A rep-reputation Infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation I know I've got a reputation And baby, you're my complete infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation Rep-reputation Infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation A rep-reputation Infatuation (Thanks to Karl for these lyrics) From Letras Mania