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You were running 'aound on me
Found another guy to take my place
He's just another pretty face
And that was all I could take (oh-oh-oh)
And that was all I could take
But I saw the way you were stroking his hair
And looking at him with those big brown eyes
And filling his head with those stupid lies
And that was all I could take (oh-oh-oh)
And that was all I could take
You went ahead as I predicted you would
You made it clear to me that you were just no good
I don't know why I let it bother me so
I should be happy just to let you go
Ow!
That was all I could take (oh-oh-oh)
Well, that was all I could take
You had something planned
I knew you meant to take him home and have some fun
And tell him he's the only one
That would be all I could take (oh-oh-oh)
That would be all I could take
You went ahead as I predicted you would
You made it clear to me that you were just no good
I don't know why I let it bother me so
I should be happy just to let you go
Ow!
You were just all I could take (oh-oh-oh)
You were just all I could take (oh-oh-oh)
You were just all I could take (oh-oh-oh)
You were just all I could take
All I Could Take was written by Bill Napier-Hemy.
All I Could Take was produced by Susan Engelbert.