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Makin' Them Hate Me

William Beckmann


Every head turned when you walked in
You lit up a room that was smoky and dim
And I didn't think you'd order a drink
and sit down next to me

One by one they asked you to dance
You shot 'em down by taking my hand
And all of those guys were just as surprised
And full of Friday night jealousy

You made it clear
There ain't no way around it
I'm the one you want to tear down the town with
They're sizing me up baby it's
driving every guy in here crazy
Knowing they ain't me

Hell, I don't mind all the cold on the shoulder
If it means you slide into mе even closer
Girl, I gotta say, I lovе the way you're makin' them hate me

Why don't we stay for one more round
Pour salt in the wound, be the talk of the town
I can take the heat, baby
If you want to turn the heat up on me
Let's let 'em all see

You made it clear
There ain't no way around it
I'm the one you want to tear down the town with
They're sizing me up baby it's
driving every guy in here crazy
Knowing they ain't me

Hell, I don't mind all the cold on the shoulder
If it means you slide into me even closer
Girl, I gotta say, I love the way you're makin' them hate me

Aw, make 'em hate me, baby

You made it clear
Baby, just what the deal is
That little slow-dance kiss just sealed it
They're sizing me up baby it's
driving every guy in here crazy

Girl, I gotta say, I love the way you're makin' them hate me
Makin' them hate me now
Makin' them hate me

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