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One day while I was eating down at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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A-sittin' there readin' down at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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A chick walked in through the door |
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That I had never seen before |
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At least I never saw her down at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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And it scared me when she sat right down next to me |
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Her knees were almost touching mine at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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A chill was runnin' down my spine at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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I could smell her sweet perfume |
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She smiled and made my heart go boom |
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And everybody room at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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They said "be careful - that chick belongs to Smokey Joe" |
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And from behind the counter - I saw a man |
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A chef's hat on his head and a knife in his hand |
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He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout |
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"you better eat up all your beans, boy and clear right on out!" |
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Well, I know I'll never eat again at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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And so I'll never see again at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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I'd rather eat my chili beans at Jim's or Jack's or John's or Gene's |
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Than take my chances eating down at Smokey Joe's cafe |
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Why risk my life when that Smokey Joe's a crazy fool? |
