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(One, two, three, four) My baby don't mess around Because she loves me so And this I know for sure But does she really wanna But can't stand to see me walkin' out the door? Don't try to fight the feeling 'Cause the thought alone is killin' me right now Thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking two together 'Cause we don't know how Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! You think you've got it Oh, you think you've got it But got it just don't get it 'til there's nothin' at all We get together Oh, we get together But separate's always better when there's feelings involved If what they say is Nothing is forever Then what makes Then what makes Letras de cancionesThen what makes Love the exception? So why, oh, why, oh Are we so in denial when we know we're not happy here? Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! Hey ya! From Letras Mania