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She grew up in a |
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Indiana town |
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Had a good lookin' mama, who never was around |
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But she grew up tall, and she grew up right |
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With them |
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Indiana boys on a |
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Indiana night(Hey eee)(Hey eee) |
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Well, she move down here at the age of eighteen |
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She blew the boys away, was more than they've seen |
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I was introduced and we both started groovin' |
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Said, "I dig you baby, but you got to keep movin' on" |
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Keep movin' on |
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Last dance with |
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Mary JaneOne more time to kill the pain |
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I feel somethin' creepin' in |
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And I've tired out of this town again |
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Ooh oohOoh ooh |
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Well I don't know what |
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I've been told |
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You never slow down, you never grow old |
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Tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down |
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Tired of myself, tired of this town |
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Oh my my, oh hell yes |
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Honey, put on that party dress |
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Buy me a drink, sing me a song |
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Take as I come, 'cause |
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I can't stay long |
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Last dance with |
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Mary JaneOne more time to kill the pain |
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I feel somethin' creepin' in |
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And I've tired out of this town again |
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There's pigeons now on market square |
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She's standin' in her underwear |
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Lookin' down from a hotel room |
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And nightfall will be comin' soon |
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Oh my my, oh hell yes |
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You got to put on that party dress |
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It was too cold to cry when |
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I woke up alone |
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I hit the last number, |
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I walk to the road |
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Last dance with |
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Mary JaneOne more time to kill the pain |
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I feel somethin' creepin' in |
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And I've tired out of this town again |
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Raa baa raa baa ruu, raa raa |
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Raa baa raa baa ruu, raa raa |
