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Sweetheart Like You |
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Well, the pressure's down, the boss ain't here, |
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He gone north, for a while, |
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They say that vanity got the best of him |
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But he sure left here In style. |
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By the way, that's a cute hat, |
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And that smIle's so hard to resIst |
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But what's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? |
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You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you, |
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She wanted a whole man, not just a half, |
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She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child, |
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You kind of remind me of her when you laugh. |
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In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear, |
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It's done with a flick of the wrist. |
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What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? |
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You know, a woman like you should be at home, |
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That's where you belong, |
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Taking care of somebody nice, |
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Who don't know how to do you wrong. |
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Just how much abuse will you be able to take? |
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Well, there's no way to tell by that first kiss. |
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What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? |
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You know you can make a name for yourself, |
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You can hear them tyres squeal, |
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You can be known as the most beautiful woman |
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Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal. |
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You know, news of you has come down the line |
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Even before ya came in the door. |
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They say in your father's house, there's many mansions |
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Each one of them got a fireproof floor. |
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Snap out of it, baby, people are jealous of you, |
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They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss. |
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What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? |
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Got to be an important person to be in here, honey, |
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Got to have done some evil deed, |
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Got to have your own harem when you come in the door, |
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Got to play your harp until your lips bleed. |
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They say that patriotism is the last refuge |
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To which a scoundrel clings. |
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Steal a little and they throw you in jail, |
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Steal a lot and they make you king. |
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There's only one step down from here, baby, |
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It's called the land of permanent bliss. |
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What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this? |
