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You must be daddy's little pumpkin |
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I can tell by the way you roll |
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You must be daddy's little pumpkin |
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I can tell by the way you roll |
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Why it's quarter past eleven |
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And you're sleeping on the bedroom floor |
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I can see the fire burning |
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Burning right behind your eyes |
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I can see the fire burning |
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Burning right behind your eyes |
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You must of swallowed a candle |
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Or some other kind of surprise |
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I'm going down to memphis |
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I got three hundred dollars in cash |
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I'm going down to memphis |
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I got three hundred dollars in cash |
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All the women in memphis |
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Want to see how long my money will last |
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I'm going downtown |
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I'm gonna to rattle somebody's cage |
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I'm going downtown |
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I'm gonna rattle somebody's cage |
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I'm gonna beat on my guitar |
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And strut all around the stage |
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If you see my baby coming |
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Don't tell her that her daddy's in jail |
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If you see my baby coming |
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Don't you tell her that her daddy's in jail |
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She'd sell her little pumpkin just to raise |
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Her sweet daddy's bail |
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You must be daddy's little pumpkin |
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I can tell by the way you roll |
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You must be daddy's little pumpkin |
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I can tell by the way you roll |
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You never do nothing |
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To save your doggone soul. |
