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The Hardest Part Of Breaking Up
(Is Getting Back Your Stuff)

Come on, yeah

Yeah, 2Gether's in the house
Put your hands in the air
Cuz we'll make you bounce, come on

Yeah, 2Gether's in the house
Put your hands in the air
Cuz we'll make you bounce, come on

Yeah, 2Gether's in the house
Put your hands in the air
Cuz we'll make you bounce, come on

Yeah, 2Gether's in the house
Put your hands in the air
Cuz we'll make you bounce, come on

It's been so long
Since I've seen your face
So long since I've been to first base
(Strike three, you're out!)
I really miss
The feel of your kiss
But can I have back my things
Before I get really pissed

You had my heart, my soul, my attention
But you walked out my life
With my CD collection
We're breakin up!

Breakin up is hard enough
Oh oh oh oh
Say you have nothing
But I called your bluff
You've got my sweaters, my hat
I can't find my cat
The hardest part of breaking up
Is getting back your stuff

Yeah, 2Gether's in the house
Put your hands in the air
Cuz we'll make you bounce, come on

Yeah, 2Gether's in the house
Put your hands in the air
Cuz we'll make you bounce, come on

So tell me girl
Do I have to say please
Or do I have to inform the police
(We have you surrounded!)
There was a time
When I'd trust you alone
I'd call you up girl
But you took my phone

You borrow stuff
Every time I turn my back
(Hey, that's mine!)
I can't believe I went out with a kleptomaniac
We're breakin up!

Breakin up is hard enough
Oh oh oh oh
Say you have nothing
But I called your bluff
You've got my sweaters, my hat
I can't find my cat
The hardest part of breaking up
Is getting back your stuff

"Man, you ever break up with a girl and she keeps your stuff?! Man what's up with that?! I don't know man. Somethin wrong, ya know what I'm sayin?! Somthin wrong with dat."

Uh, yeah, Mickey Parke up in this mug
Here we go 1, 2...yeah yeah yeah!

U+Me, it doesn't equal us
You took my car
Now I gotta take the bus
I thought I had a girl
That I could trust
I guess I never knew my calculus

Breakin up is hard enough
Oh oh oh oh
Say you have nothing
But I called your bluff
You've got my sweaters, my hat
I can't find my cat
The hardest part of breaking up
Is getting back your stuff

Breakin up is hard enough
Oh oh oh oh
Say you have nothing
But I called your bluff
You've got my sweaters, my hat
I can't find my cat
The hardest part of breaking up
Is getting back your stuff

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