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You must be joking. Girl are you smoking that shit again? Don't you know it's 3 a.m.? You've called from your cell phone from the women's bathroom. This can't be right. Girl, let's call it a night. But you don't know what I'm saying You don't know what I'm saying . . There must be millions of other phone numbers that you could call, surely I'm not the only one. There must be hundreds of thousands of others willing to endure this relentless verbal assault. But you don't know what I'm saying . . . you've got to be stupid or something. Girl, this ain't right. You're keeping me up all night, I said you've got to listen, here. You've got to let this go. I'm just an asshole. Let's leave it at that so I don't have to listen to this up every night on the phone. From Letras Mania