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You got you some legs baby |
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That just won't quit |
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You got a pretty boy |
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And he looks pretty hip |
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You got you one on the sly |
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But you gave him the slip |
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And that's just a cryin' shame |
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'cause you love the boy |
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With pretty green eyes |
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And you love the boy |
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Who says he's so clever and wise |
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And you love the boy |
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Who's always telling you lies |
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And that's just a cryin' shame |
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Sometimes it never quits raining |
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Sometimes that phone just won't ring |
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Sometimes i never miss nothing |
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And sometimes i miss anything |
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But you like 'em tall when it's raining |
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And you like 'em dark when you're feeling no pride |
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But you never felt anything that you wanted to hide |
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And that's just a cryin' shame |
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So he says you look lovely my dear |
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You say thank you i'm fine |
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And you spend all his money |
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And you spend all his time |
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And you spend the night |
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Like you were spending a dime |
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And that's just a cryin' shame |