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I've got a gal here in this town |
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Don't want nobody to bother but me |
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I've got a gal here in this town |
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Don't want nobody to bother but me |
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'Cause she's strickly, tailor made |
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Boy, she ain't no hand me down |
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Catch you messin' with her, boy |
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I'll sho' shoot ya down |
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Now, keep yo' hands off her |
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Don't ya dare to touch her |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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Oh, keep yo' hands off her |
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Now, don't ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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Keep yo' hands off her |
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Told ya don't ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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She got some little bitty hands |
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An them great big legs |
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She sho' look good |
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'Cause everybody says it |
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But keep yo' hands off her |
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Don't ya dare to touch her |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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Told you last night |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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Oh, keep yo' hands off her |
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Now, don't ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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Keep yo' hand off her |
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Now, don't ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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She got some real dark eyes |
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An that real curly hair |
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Big Bill, is gonna follow |
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That woman everywhere |
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Keep yo' hands off her |
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Told ya, don't ya dare to touch her |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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Told you last night |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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Keep yo' hands off her |
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Don't ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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Keep yo' hands off her |
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Don't ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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Now you can look her up |
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An' you can look her down |
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She got a heaven, boy |
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Ain't never been found |
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But keep your hands off her |
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Don't ya dare to touch her |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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Oh, keep your hands off her |
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Don't ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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Keep yo' hands off her |
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Told ya dare to touch her |
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Know she don't belong to you |
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Oh, watch her, boy |
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Right as she pass by |
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Because the day I'll catch you wit' her |
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Boy, that's the day you gon' die |
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Keep yo' hands off her |
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Told ya dare to touch her |
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You know she don't belong to you |
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Know she don't belong to you |
