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Text: Small Faces. I've Got Mine.

I just sit here everyday
Wondering what you'll have to say
But you read this letter

'Cause I just wrote her that I'm fine
Between the lines she'll know I'm crying
Can't forget her

And it's hurting, yes, it's hurting
Deep inside me
But no one knows it

'Cause I got my baby
(You get yours)
Don't you know I got my baby
(You get yours)

Oh, my baby
(You get yours)

What's the use of being down
I should be making like a clown
But how can I tell her

That I can't live my life without her
Stop myself from thinking 'bout her
How can I tell her

And it's hurting, how it's hurting
Deep inside me
But no one knows it

'Cause I got my baby
(You get yours)
Everyday I got my baby
(You get yours)

Oh, my baby
(You get yours)

Everyday, baby don't you baby I got mine
You'll get yours, everyday
Hear what I say, come on, yeah

Oh, I got my baby
(You get yours)
Don't you know I got my baby
(You get yours)

Oh, my baby
(You get yours)

Everyday baby, I just sit and cry
And there ain't nothing I can do
Oh, no, no, no, no
I can't stand it no more

I need, I need you so bad
Like I never needed no one, yeah