Up Front

I wanna get it straight up front
Let's tell each other what we want
So we can both decide up front
If we like it or we don't

Just as long as I'm single
I'm gonna do what the heck I please
And I dn't feel it's fair
For you to be restricting me
If you want a serious commitment
You gotta first make one yourself
If you want it one sided
You'd netter find somebody else

I wanna get it straight up front
Let's tell each other what we want
So we can both decide up front
If we like it or we don't

Now I've been in relatioships
Where I've given all of myself
I did everything for him
He did everyrthing for someone else
Now don't musuderstand me
I'm not prejudging you
But if you plan to fool around
Let me know so I can do it too

I wanna get it straight up front
Let's tell each other what we want
So we can both decide up front
If we like it or we don't

Now I know everything can't be predicted
Because love don't work that way
But we can at least agree on the rules
Before we start to play

I wanna get it straight up front
Let's tell each other what we want
So we can both decide up front
If we like it or we don't

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