(Plaything)
Plaything, that's all I was to you
(But now)
But now your little game is through
Playgirl (ah-ha)
Stop knocking at my door (whaa-whaa-whaa)
I'm not your plaything anymore (aaah)
Your love (your love)
Was only make believe
Some tricks (some tricks)
You carried up your sleeve
I'm through (he's through)
No need to walk the floor (whaa-whaa-whaa)
I'm not your plaything anymore
I gave my love
My all to you
Because I thought you loved me too
I wanted your love
Yes, all the way
But no, not you (nooo)
You wanted to play
Playgirl (ah-ha)
Your little playthings gone
Gone out (gone out)
To learn a different song
Bye now (bye now)
I'll see you never more (aah)
I'm not your plaything anymore
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(Plaything)
Plaything, that's all I was to you
(But now)
But now your little game is through
Playgirl (ah-ha)
Stop knocking at my door (whaa-whaa-whaa)
I'm not your plaything anymore (aah)
Your love (my love)
Was only make believe
Some tricks (some tricks)
You carried up your sleeve
I'm through (he's through)
No need to walk the floor (whaa-whaa-whaa)
I'm not your plaything anymore
I gave my love
My all to you
Because I thought you loved me too
I wanted your love
Yes, all the way
But no, not you (no)
You wanted to play
Playgirl (ah-ha)
Your little plaything's gone
Gone out (gone out)
To learn a different song
Bye now (bye now)
I'll see you never more (aah)
I'm not your plaything anymore
(Bye now)
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Well, buzz, buzz, buzz goes the bumble bee
Tweele, deedle, dee goes the bird
But the sound of your little voice, darling
Is the sweetest sound I've ever heard
I've seen the beauty of the red, red rose
Seen the beauty when the sky is blue
Seen the beauty of the evening sunset
But the beauty of you
Sweet as the honey from the honeycomb
Sweet are the grapes from the vine
But there's nothing as sweet as you, darling
And I hope someday you'll be mine
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Well, buzz, buzz, buzz goes the bumble bee
Tweele, deedle, dee goes the bird
But the sound of your little voice, darling
Is the sweetest sound I've ever heard
I've seen the beauty of the red, red rose
Seen the beauty when the sky is blue
Seen the beauty of the evening sunset
But the beauty of you
Sweet as the honey from the honeycomb
Sweet are the grapes from the vine
But there's nothing as sweet as you, darling
And I hope someday you'll be mine
Hope someday you'll be mine
Hope someday you'll be mine
Hope someday you'll be mine
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