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There's a doctor living in your town. |
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There's a lawyer and an Indian too. |
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But neither doctor, lawyer, nor Injun chief could love you any more than I do. |
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There's a barrel of fish in the ocean. |
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There's a lot of little birds in the blue. |
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But neither fish nor foul says the wise old owl |
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Could love you any more than I do. |
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No, no, no it couldn't be true |
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That anyone else could love you like I do. |
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I'm gonna warn all the dead-eye dicks |
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That you're the chick with the slickest tricks. |
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And every tick of my ticker ticks for you, |
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Follow through. |
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Tell the doc to stick to his practice. |
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Tell the lawyer to settle his case. |
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Send the Injun chief and his Tommy- hawk back to little Rain-in-the-Face. |
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Oh you know know know it couldn't be true |
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That anyone else could love you like I do. |
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No, no, no, it couldn't be true |
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That anyone else could love you like I do. |
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And confidentially I confess. |
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I sent a note to the local press |
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That I'll be changing my home address |
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For you, follow through. |
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Tell the doc to stick to his practice. |
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Tell the lawyer to settle his case. |
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Send the Injun chief and his Tommy- hawk back to little Rain-in-the-Face. |
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Cause you know know know it couldn't be true |
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That anyone else could love you like I do. |
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No, no, no it couldn't be true |
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That anyone else could love you like I do. |
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I'm going to send a hot communique |
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To the boys down in Cripple Creek |
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That every dimple on your dimpled cheek |
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Is mine, so to speak. |
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Tell the doc to stick to his practice. |
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Tell the lawyer to settle his case. |
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Send the Injun chief and his Tommy-hawk back to little Rain-in-the-Face. |
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Cause you know know know it couldn't be true |
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That anyone else could love you like I do. |
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Like I do. |
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Like I do. |
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Like I do. |
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Like I do! |