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Some boy you are to take me by the hand |
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Through an elevator got a little red line |
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That tells you, boy where the razor's been |
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You said, "Girl if you think you can turn that violator |
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You'll finally be that woman, yes finally be that woman |
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That's been frozen in that pretty silver gown" |
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I've never seen blue like the blues he drives |
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In and around and through me again, I said |
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I've never seen eyes like a blues he drives, in and around |
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And through me again, through me again, through me again |
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Some boy you are are to wear my color red |
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To wear it very proudly and wear it like a lady |
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Knows how to cross her legs where the birdie's been |
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I've never seen blue like the blues he drives |
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In and around and through me again, said |
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I've never seen eyes like the blues he drives, in and around |
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And through me again, through me again, through me again |
