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Fishing Song |
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I'm going fishing 'bout a quarter to nine |
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I see my lil lady and she looks so fine |
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aw my lines so tight |
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I figure tonight I'm gonna get a lucky bite singing |
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*All the fishes love me |
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They all wanna jump on the end of my line |
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I love all the fishes |
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But I can't get you off my mind |
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Singing Hey.... |
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I'm going fishin about a quarter of eight |
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Now come on pretty momma don't you make me wait |
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Something's tugging on the end of my worm. |
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I been fried and I've been burned singin |
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*repeat |
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I'm going fishing 'bout a quarter to six |
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I'm a find a lil lady put her up in the mix. |
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The finest fish that I ever seen |
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Is the fish in the back of my limousine. |
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she looks so fine all the time |
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the kind of fish I'm gonna keep on the line singin |
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*repeat |
