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You can't blame a thief for stealing wallets |
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That's just what they do |
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Can't blame |
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Mary for stealing hearts |
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When you taste her barbecue |
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She got a brisket nice and tender |
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Best you'll ever try |
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Way she cooks so nice and slow |
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Will keep you satisfied |
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Kansas City to |
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Memphis town |
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Arkansas on down |
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Come on into |
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Mary's kitchen |
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If you want your sausage ground |
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She got a sign on her front porch says |
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Hot stuff for sale |
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In a little three room shotgun |
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In the alley behind the jail |
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Sweet, sour, thick or thin |
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Tangy, hot or mild |
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Some like it hot, some like it cold |
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Some like it any way it's sold |
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Kansas City to |
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Memphis town |
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Arkansas on down |
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Come on into |
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Mary's kitchen |
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If you want your sausage ground |
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Poking at her charcoal grill |
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Putting sauce on her famous ribs |
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When it comes to what you want |
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The whole neighborhood's got dibs |
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One taste and you'll be hooked |
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It's like nothing else you've known |
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Find yourself on her kitchen floor |
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Hopin' she throws you a bone |
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Kansas City to |
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Memphis town |
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Arkansas on down |
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Come on into |
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Mary's kitchen |
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If you want your sausage ground |
