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I've carried my thoughts for quite a time |
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It's so hard for me to keep them |
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And if I put them down into this book |
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It might be easier to sleep then |
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There's a lot of tunes that'll never be sung |
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Because the faith and rules have changes |
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Now I'm singing one last song |
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In honor of a lady who could turn my head around |
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And I'm thinking about her |
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A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her |
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I'm thinking about her, oh yeah |
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Well, Caroline came and then she went |
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We just couldn't get together |
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But then I tried a lot of different scenes |
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I couldn't find anything better |
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All my troubles made me think of a time |
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When I had a woman named Pauline |
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And now I'm singing one last song |
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In honor of a lady who could turn my head around |
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And I'm thinking about her |
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A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her |
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I'm thinking about her, oh yeah, okay |
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Rafine had a tender smiley face |
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Don't always make a lady |
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You can pull it all out of a makeup case |
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While your mans in the parlor waiting |
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I believe I found the perfect girl |
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But I didn't have the sense to keep her |
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And now I'm singing one last song |
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In honor of a lady who could turn my head around |
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And I'm thinking about her |
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A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her |
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I'm thinking about her, oh yeah |
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I'm thinking about her, oh yeah |
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I'm thinking about her |