She Ain’t You Jaheim
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She don't make me feel like you
She don't hold me down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
She can't wear the crown like you
She can't put it down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
I like her, but I love you
She's fly, but she can't fly over you
Your love is like a brand new Bentley Coupe
Her love is like a Benz that's been used
And you just can't compare the two
The road to happiness leads back to you
Now since we been apart I done tried a few
Nobody's coming close to you
She don't make me feel like you
She don't hold me down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
She can't wear the crown like you
She can't put it down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
These other girls just can't fill your shoes
They can't walk in your Gucci boots
If I let you move on to someone new
I would feel like such a fool
That would be crazy, 'cause baby you're a winner
And everytime I'm with her I be thinking 'bout you boo
... and how she don't compare to you
She don't hold me down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
She can't wear the crown like you
She can't put it down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
I like her, but I love you
She's fly, but she can't fly over you
Your love is like a brand new Bentley Coupe
Her love is like a Benz that's been used
And you just can't compare the two
The road to happiness leads back to you
Now since we been apart I done tried a few
Nobody's coming close to you
She don't make me feel like you
She don't hold me down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
She can't wear the crown like you
She can't put it down like you
On the real she ain't you, you, you, you, you, you, you
These other girls just can't fill your shoes
They can't walk in your Gucci boots
If I let you move on to someone new
I would feel like such a fool
That would be crazy, 'cause baby you're a winner
And everytime I'm with her I be thinking 'bout you boo
... and how she don't compare to you
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