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Various Artist American Idol Season 9

All my friends had to ask me Something they didn't understand Well, how I get all the women In the palm of my hand I told them, treat her like a lady

I see my red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have

When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in

Under my thumb The girl who once had me down Under my thumb The girl who once pushed me around It's down to me The difference in the clothes she wears