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Mama, mama, here come Doctor Dark |
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Horse clippin', clappin' 'n his ol' hooves makin' sparks |
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Black leather lady Lord carried her bags |
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The hell horn, hell horn, hell horn |
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Horn rim crimped |
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Glasses look out on the pale hell bent |
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Moon milk run |
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O' lady go home |
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Lord they done cookin' done |
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Black lady |
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Black leather lady |
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Done had a white, white, white poor son |
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Mama, mama, here come Doctor Dark |
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Horse clippin', clappin' 'n his ol' hooves makin' sparks |
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Gotta git me who I want to |
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God, Lord knows I've got to oh see that Doctor Dark |
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Mama, mama, here come Doctor Dark |
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Horse clippin', clappin' 'n his ol' hooves makin' sparks |
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Shed a tear on the meadow lark 'n like |
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Tear t' drink |
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T' brush away |
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'n tear apart 'n black 'n white 'n like |
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Tear t' drink t' brush away |
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'n tear apart 'n black 'n white 'n like |
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The moon a pail of milk spilled down black in the night |
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Little girl lost a tear |
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'n her kite |
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T' the night 'n like 'n light |
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God, Lord knows I've got to oh see that Doctor Dark |
