Dominique Pruitt he s got it bad

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Someone told me ‘bout a gypsy woman
Said she could get inside my head
I went down to the spooky side of town
So I could have my fortune read
And she said
I think your heart is gonna pound
When I tell you what I found
Make sure that you're sitting down
For what I have to say
My prediction is he
He will be your destiny
A tall dark stranger is falling for you hopelessly
You don't even need a crystal ball to see
So don't be sad
He's got it bad
I didn't know what to make of this
I didn't know what I should do
So I told my best gal all about it
Said this must sound crazy to you
But it's true
She said:
You must be doing something right
Why would you put up a fight?
Anyway it's Friday night
So let's go hit the town
My prediction is he, he will be your destiny
A tall dark stranger is falling for you hopelessly
You don't even need a crystal ball to see
So don't be sad
He's got it bad
I didn't know just where or when
The moment I was waitin' for would be
I couldn't see
But then I opened up my eyes
And saw him standing in the shadows
There he was just looking back at me
The prediction was he
He would be he would be my destiny
That tall dark stranger
Has fallen for me hopelessly
I don't even need a crystal ball to see
And I ain't mad
He's got it bad

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