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Rita was sixteen years, hazel eyes |
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and Chestnut hair. |
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She made the Woolworth counter shine. |
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And Eddie was a sweet romancer and darn good dancer. |
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And they'd waltz the aisles of the five and dime. |
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And they'd sing: |
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CHORUS: |
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Dance a little closer to me. |
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Dance a little closer now. |
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Dance a little closer tonight. |
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Dance a little closer to me. |
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Hey, its closing time and love's on sale tonight at this five and dime. |
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Eddie played the steel guitar |
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and his momma cried 'cause he played in the bars. |
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And he kept young Rita out late at night. |
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So they married up in Abeline |
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Lost a child in Tennessee. |
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But still that ? survived. |
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'Cause they'd sing: |
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CHORUS |
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One of the boy's in Eddie's band took a shine at Rita's hand. |
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So Eddie ran off with the bass-man's wife. |
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Oh, but he was back by June Singin' a different tune. |
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Sporting Miss Rita back by his side. |
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And He'd sing: |
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CHORUS |
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Eddie traveled with the bar room men. |
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'Til arthritis took his hands. |
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Now he sells insurance on the side. |
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And Rita's got her house to keep. |
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She writes dime store novels of the love so sweet. |
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They dance to the radio late at night. |
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And still sing: |
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CHORUS |
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(First verse again) |