Stop this lying Stop this cheating Stop treating me like I am some Kind of fool over whose eyes you can pull the wool You're not so cool Remember it's to me you are speaking
Stop cutting Stop hurting Stop this dirt About you lifting up your skirt To any man dressed in pants with shirt buttons undone and flirting
When you are so low down in soho There is no hope no how No place to go You will go along Some people say I'm a crazy kind of fool But be that as it may You always treat me cruel Solo in soho
Stop talking Stop eating We can't go on meeting And greeting Meeting and cheating and meeting And sleeping you know that's deceiting And that's only repeating
When you are so low Down in soho There is no hope no how There is no place to go But you will go along Some people say I'm a crazy kind of fool But be that as it may you always treat me cruel Solo in soho
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