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She's gotta body like a hundred dollar bill |
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soft as satin, smooth as silk |
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And to top all that, she's got a heart to match |
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I could do a lot worse I know |
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I'd be a damn fool to let her go |
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Shouldn't be a doubt |
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Still here I am |
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[Chorus:] |
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Sittin' on a stool, sitting' on the fence |
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Tryin' to play it cool, tryin' to talk some sense |
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Into this crazy heart, lookin' for a sign |
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Do I let her go or do I make her mine |
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While there's still a chance |
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Sittin' on a stool, sitting' on the fence |
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Guess I should probably settle up and head for the door |
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MAybe I'll just stay and have one more |
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to calm my nerves |
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one more can't hurt |
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Truth is I don't know what she sees in me |
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She says, I'm all she'll ever want or need |
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On Gond's green earth, but one more can't hurt |
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[Repeat Chorus] |
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Do I run to her and tell her she's the one |
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Or do I do just like I've always done |
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Sittin' on a stool, sitting' on the fence |
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Tryin' to play it cool, tryin' to talk some sense |
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Into this crazy, mixed-up heart of mine |
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Do I let her go or do I make her mine |
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While there's still a chance |
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Sittin' on a stool, sittin' on the fence |
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Sittin' on a stool, sittin' on the fence |
