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Cast Iron |
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You think see everything with those glasses |
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My eyes the color of molasses |
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All you have to do is ask is all |
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And I'll tell you |
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I'll tell you from my front porch |
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I'll tell you from my cast iron chair |
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I'll tell you about my special friends |
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I only wish you were there |
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Don't get uppity with me |
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I see things that that you never see |
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I've been seeing them for years |
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Let me whisper in your ear |
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I'll tell you from my front porch |
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I'll tell you from my cast iron chair |
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I'll tell you about my visitors |
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I only wish you were there, well |
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The man in the airplane was looking for you |