The Dickies
The Dickies
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She, she told me that she loved me
And then she fed me dirt
She said she'd never hurt me
And then she made me hurt
Why am I standing here
Missing her and wishing she was near?
She did me wrong
I'm better off alone
She, she's stolen all my sweet love
And then she fed me dirt
She laughed when I was crying
And that's what made me hurt
Why am I standing here
Missing her and wishing she was near?
She did me wrong
I'm better off alone
And now I know just why she
Keeps me hanging on
She needs someone to walk on
So her feet don't touch the ground
And I love her
I need her
I love her, I need her
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Why am I standing here
Missing her and wishing she was near?
She did me wrong
I'm better off alone
She, she told me that she loved me [x4]
Loved me
She
She was written by Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart.
She was produced by John Hewlett.