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On the skirts of my hometown |
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Where the Brackenrig Creek runs |
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All the locals spend their Sundays |
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Polishing their guns |
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When the main street lights come up |
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Godspeed if you ain't home |
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You'll be drowning in the moon |
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You'll be shining bright as chrome |
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God loves me |
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Homesick Josephine |
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She's been flirting with the law |
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He's got his hand right up her skirt |
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All the way to Arkansas |
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Make way for little Sam |
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He's gonna make himself at home |
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Where the fire escape is broke |
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And the girls are out on loan |
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God loves me |
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God loves me |
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Now there's a bruiser in the lot |
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And he's barking up some tree |
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'Cause she's the prettiest girl around |
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She's got them lining up til three |
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But don't you ever fall in love |
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With a girl who works the clock |
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If you dare to carry on |
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She'll leave you howling in the lot |
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God loves me |
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God loves me |
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God loves me |
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God loves me |
