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I know you've got designs on my man |
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I see you giving him the eye |
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And I don't like what |
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I see And |
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I know you don't want to get into it with me ' |
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Cause like a soldier defends his land |
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I stand up, |
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I get up, |
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I defend my man |
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So don't make me ask you twice ' |
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Cause I asked you once and |
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I asked you nice |
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Keep your damn hands off my |
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Dixie Boy |
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Well, he's sweet, isn't he? |
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But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me |
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My Dixie Boy |
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Well, he's fine, but get in line ' |
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Cause he's mine, he's mine, all mine, all mine. |
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Well, I know the way that you girls operate |
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So keep your hands to yourself and your eyes on your own plate |
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It's not nice to stare |
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Don't make me come over there ' |
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Cause ladies, |
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I'm a lady but please understand |
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When it comes to my boy, |
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I will fight like a man |
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I will seek, and |
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I will destroy |
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For the apple of my eye, my pride and joy |
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My Dixie Boy |
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Well, he's sweet, isn't he? |
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But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me |
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My Dixie Boy |
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Well, he's fine, but get in line ' |
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Cause he's mine, he's mine, all mine, all mine |
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I'm a lover not a fighter and |
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I don't want to have to get rough |
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I'm just warning you ahead of time |
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I can be a bitch when it comes to my stuff |
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So keep your damn hands off my |
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Dixie Boy |
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Well, he's sweet, isn't he? |
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But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me |
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My Dixie Boy |
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Well, he's fine, but get in line |
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Tell you one more time, the boy is mine |
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He's mine, he's mine, all mine, all mine |
