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Stagecoach lady, hourglass body |
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Makin' things glow in the night |
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Well, she would if she could |
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And she'd be good if she would |
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Only be a lover she'd be out tonight |
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'Cause I'm a bad, a lonely schoolboy |
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And I'm a rat |
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And it's too bad |
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Can't get me none of that |
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Salt Lake City, salt lickin' biddies |
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Bogus honey stinkin' o' gin |
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Well, my daddy was hard |
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His face was pretty scarred |
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From kickin' ass and playin' poker to win |
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'Cause I'm a bad, a lonely schoolboy |
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And I'm a rat |
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And it's too bad |
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Can't get me none of that |
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It's too bad |
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And it's too bad |
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Can't get me none of that |
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Loose old lady, my Mama Katie |
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Chivalry was born at her feet |
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Well, she shoulda thought twice |
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When Pa showed his dice |
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At night she put my daddy to sleep |
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'Cause I'm a bad, a lonely schoolboy |
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And I'm a rat |
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It's too bad |
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Can't get me none of that |
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It's too bad |
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Lord, it's too bad |
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I said it's too bad |
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Lord it's too bad, yeah |
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I said it's too bad |
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It's too bad |
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You know it's too bad |
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Ahh, it's too bad |