You're gonna wake up someday soon
You're gonna fly right out that window
You're gonna see how you've been tricked
You're gonna smell which way the wind blows

[Chorus:]
You got played, my little girl, my girl
You got played, my little girl, my girl

I should have married you last year, last year
'Cause now you're waitin' 'round for nothing
Your father walks right through his ruse
He knew I never was just bluffing

[Chorus]

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Writer(s): Frederick M Cornog