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(McNabb) There's food in the kitchen |
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And there's money in the bank, |
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A dog in the backyard, two fishes in a tank, |
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Cable television and a library full of books, |
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A sportscar by the front door, |
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A pop song full o'hooks |
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There's whiskey in the cupboard |
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And there's vodka in a glass, |
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Sunshine in the sunroom, |
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Four different types of grass, |
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You can take it with you, |
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You can leave it all behind, |
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It doesn't mean a thing to me, |
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I got a woman on my mind |
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I got a woman on my mind |
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I wish I'd never hurt her, |
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She took so long to find. |
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I got a woman on my mind, |
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And there's nothing like a woman's touch |
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When you're in a bind... |
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There's music on the tape deck, |
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And there's good things to enjoy, |
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Children playin' in the park, |
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A girl for every boy, |
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Summer came round early |
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And they say it's leavin late, |
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Roll on sweet |
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September, |
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I'm resigned unto my fate, |
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There's nothing you could tell me |
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That I think |
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I wanna hear, |
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Don't y'know it hurts like hell, |
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D'ya need another beer? |
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The memory of her sugar kisses, |
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Fill me up inside, |
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Runs around like china white, |
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I got a woman on my mind |
