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Hey Joe, where'd you find that pearly-girly? |
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Where'd you get that jolly-dolly? |
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How'd you rate that dish I wish was mine? |
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Hey Joe, she's got skin that's creamy-dreamy |
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Eyes that look so lovey-dovey |
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Lips as red as cherry-berry wine |
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Now listen Joe, I ain't no heel |
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But old buddy let me tell you how I feel |
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She's a honey, she's a sugar-pie |
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I'm warning you I'm gonna try to steal her from you |
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Hey Joe, though we've been the best of friends |
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This is where our friendship ends |
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I gotta have that dolly for my own |
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Hey Joe, come on let's be buddy-duddy |
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Show me you're my palsy-walsy |
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Introduce that pretty little chick to me |
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Hey Joe, quit that waiting, hesitating |
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Let me at her, what's the matter |
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You're as slow as any Joe can be |
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Now come on Joe, let's make a deal |
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Let me dance with her to see if she is real |
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She's the cutest girl I've ever seen |
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I'll tell you face to face I mean to steal her from you |
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Hey Joe, now we'll be friends till the end |
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This looks like the end, my friend |
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I gotta have that dolly for my own |
