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Where is she |
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When the little thing cries? |
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She lies in a bed |
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With a friend of mine. |
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But some nights |
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She'll run back in fright |
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If she picks on a dick |
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That's too big for her pride. |
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Oh! Oh! |
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Why did I ever go marry her? |
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I was a child! |
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I'm holding the baby, |
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She's ran-tanning constantly. |
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She saw me coming for miles. |
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She saw me open wide. |
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Four o'clock |
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And the key's in the lock. |
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And she's been on the win [The word might be 'wing'.] |
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And she's stinking of drink. |
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Wakes the kid, |
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So I put him to sleep, |
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And she's in there all night, |
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Doubled over the sink. |
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Oh! Oh! |
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Why did I ever go marry her? |
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I was a child! |
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I'm holding the baby, |
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She's ran-tanning constantly. |
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She saw me coming for miles. |
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She saw me open wide. |
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Open wide. |
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Open wide. |
