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Excuse me, a doormat is good honest work... |
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Only the bored and the wicked rich don't know that |
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Excuse me, poor man, let's skip this town |
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Who me? Oh man, was that out loud? |
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Ow...Whoa, |
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I'm on my own here you know, the devil may care |
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You make this groovy, you make me laugh |
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You make me woozy, a wet doormat |
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It wasn't like that |
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You nature lover, you country punk |
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You bowl me over, and |
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I'm not that drunk |
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You're one in a million you're one in two |
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You're not like women, and |
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I'm not like you |
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Your spell is broken but |
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I'm still here |
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Youre mouth is open, guess |
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I don't care... |
