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What's your name? |
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What's your name? |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang, Mustang, I feel me rusting, |
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Been too long, no bronco busting. |
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Mustang, Mustang, heed my call, |
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Been too long in my bay bed stall. |
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Gone lame... |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang... |
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Hey there now, what is this? |
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Got a sugar cube on my finger tips. |
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Press it gently to your lips, |
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Feel your hesitant nip. |
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Wild tame... |
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Wild tame... |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang, mustang, tell me something: |
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How do you get my heart pumping? |
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Just trot by, doing nothing. |
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Thump-thump-thump, thump-thump-thump thumping. |
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One thin dime is all I need, |
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To buy mustang a bag of seed. |
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Gonna call her up till my fingers bleed. |
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A lonely bull makes a handsome steed. |
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Free range... |
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Free range... |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang... |
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Mustang... |
