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Listen up, listen up! Hey, hey! He wanna take me to the aftershow party But he can't get no admission And nobody seem to know him at all so I say Are you really a musician? I can see you got a heart of gold But you ain't got no rhythm in your bones I ain't got no defense Look you're the sweetest liar I know, I know But you ain't never played the ba** You ain't never played the ba** Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you But you ain't never played the ba** No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no He takes my hand and leads me to the bar buying drinks While he's counting on his loose change He's tripping honest without knowing that I already Slipped my number in his wallet I can see you got a heart of gold Pretty sure the best is yet to know And I ain't got no defense Look you're the sweetest liar I know, I know But you ain't never played the ba** You ain't never played the ba** Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you But you ain't never played the ba** (No, no, no) You ain't never played the ba** (No, no, no) Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you Somebody call a doctor Call him up quick Been gettin' to my heart Then you know me lovesick [x2] But you ain't never played the ba** You ain't never played the ba** Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you But you ain't never played the ba** You ain't never played the ba** Still the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you Somebody call a doctor Call him up quick Been gettin' to my heart Then you know me lovesick [x2]