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I've got a west side baby |
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She lives way across town |
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*I've got a west side baby |
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She lives way across town |
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And when I'm with my baby |
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I don't want a soul around |
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Now she's kind of tall and legged |
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She's always dressed swell |
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She sets my soul on fire |
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When she rang my front door bell |
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(Repeat *) |
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Now Monday morning early |
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Someone bang upon my door |
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I knew it wasn't my baby |
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'Cuz she's never knocked before |
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So I lay in bed and wondered |
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Wno could the caller be |
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I thought it was insurance man |
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'Cuz he's been hurting for me |
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Crazy about my west side baby |
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She lives way across town |
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And when I'm with my baby |
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I don't want a soul around |
