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I was sittin' at home all alone when I heard that telephone ring |
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And there on the line was a friend of mine sayin' he wasn't doin' a thing |
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So I'm steppin' out on the town tonight to party where the drinks are free |
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There's a sweet young thing ready and waitin' on me |
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Young and fine, strike you blind |
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Smokestack lightnin' make you lose your mind |
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She's got looks that kill can fire at will |
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Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need |
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When we got to the place I got me a taste |
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I knew she'd be good for a game |
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Dancin' out on the floor she was ready for more |
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She knew all the boys by their names |
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I said hey sweet thing let me pull your string |
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Let me take you home |
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I woke up in a hour with my money and my memory gone. |
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(repeat chorus) |
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Young and fine strike you blind smokestack lightnin' |
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(repeat chorus) |