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(willie dixon) 1962 |
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You can't judge an apple by looking at a tree, |
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You can't judge honey by looking at the bee, |
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You can't judge a daughter by looking at the mother, |
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You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. |
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Oh can't you see, |
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Oh you misjudge me, |
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I look like a farmer, |
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But i'm a lover, |
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You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. |
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Oh come on in closer baby, |
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Hear what else i gotta say! |
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You got your radio turned down too low, |
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Turn it up! |
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You can't judge sugar by looking at the cane, |
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You can't judge a woman by looking at her man, |
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You can't judge a sister by looking at her brother, |
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You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. |
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Oh can't you see, |
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Oh you misjudge me, |
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I look like a farmer, |
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But i'm a lover, |
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You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. |
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You can't judge a fish by lookin' in the pond, |
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You can't judge right from looking at the wrong, |
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You can't judge one by looking at the other, |
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You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. |
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Oh can't you see, |
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Oh you misjudge me, |
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I look like a farmer, |
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But i'm a lover, |
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You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. |