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(Keith Relf / Chris Dreja) |
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If you've ever been to New York City, |
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You know what I'm talking about, |
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Yes you do. |
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Well, if you've ever been to New York City, |
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You know what I'm talking about, |
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They got such pretty little girls in that big town, |
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Make a man wanna jump around and shout. |
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I met a little girl there, |
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She was about five foot eight. |
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I said "I want you to love me." |
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She said "Why man, that'd be great." |
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So, |
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I got long hair but, |
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She took me back, |
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Back to see her pad, |
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But the first thing I saw when I arrived there, |
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Was a big black shiny shotgun, |
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In the hands of her dad. |
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Alright now, this is how it was, |
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Oh no! |
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Well alright! |
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I finally learned my lesson, |
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Such a long time ago, |
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Next little woman that I date, |
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I've got to know, I've got to know her family too. |
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Yes indeed, I gotta know her family too. |
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But if you don't want to be filled full of shotgun holes, |
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Mister, this song is just for you. |
