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Well, If the |
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Devil's got a |
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Daughter I got her in my arms |
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She drinks |
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Gin and water |
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When she hears those, lonely country songs |
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She'll howl all night long |
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Well, she just can't be tamed, she's a burnin flame |
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Well, If the devil's got a daughter she's sittin here next to me looking good and evil keeping me a bad company |
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Well, she meltin me |
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Well, she just can't be tamed, she's a burnin flame |
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Well, If the devil's got a daughter |
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She calls me by my name |
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I'd go to hell and back for her |
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And live, a life of pain |
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Just to see her face |
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Well, she just can't be tamed, she's a burnin flame |
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Well, she just can't be tamed, she's a burnin flame she's a burnin flame |
