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I went walking in the garden |
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I was tripping on snakes |
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And I ain't asking for your loving |
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I'm just asking what your love is gonna take |
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Ignorance is bliss when you're young enough to kiss uh uh uh oh |
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Young men don't need pardons |
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How much love you gonna make |
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Keep your head above the water |
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And breathe before the ice of the lake |
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I ain't gonna let him twist my wrist, |
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I ain't gonna let him kiss these lips no oh oh oh |
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You've been falling close to arson |
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Didja leave your pills at home? |
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You got a problem with your head |
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And the doctor says you shouldn't be alone |
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Well I got hips and you got lips |
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I plan to keep them oh oh oh oh |
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This ain't johnny carson |
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I've got thoughts that ain't my own |
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I'm talking black souls dressed in red |
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And things that I never shoulda known |
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True love has its benefits |
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And I plan to reap 'em |
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You got hips and I got lips |
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I plan to keep 'em, oh oh oh |
