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McCarron-Morgan-Swanstrom |
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-All right. Stand by. Here we go. Blues My Naughty take seventy-four. |
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-Oh, shit. I hope I don't screw up. |
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Now there are blues that you get from happiness |
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There are blues that you get from pain |
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There're blues when you are lonely for your one and only |
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Blues that are hard to explain |
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And there are blues that you get from waitin' |
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But the meanest, the meanest blues that be |
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They're kind that I got on my mind |
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Blues there are all very meanest kind |
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Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me |
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Oh, yeah |
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Oh, they're blues you get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin' and you haven't got a bathin' suit yourself |
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There are blues that start to flicker when you had a lot of liquor and someone goes and takes it off the shelf |
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There are blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you wonderin' if your little boat is gonna rock |
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Blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a pettin' every time you hear the meter jump the clock |
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And there are blues you get from cryin' when your uncle Will is dyin' and he afterwards forgets you in his will |
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There are blues you get from kisses when you are walkin' with the missus and another baby shouts, "Hey, Bill!" |
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Blues that kinda make you hop and really shake and shiver, kinda make you want to end it all in the river |
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Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me |
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Oh, play that thing! |
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Now there are blues you get from women when you see 'em goin' swimmin' and you haven't got a bathin' suit your own self |
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There are blues that start to flicker when you had a lot of liquor and someone goes and takes it off the shelf |
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There are blues you get from waitin' on the dock, and you wonderin' if the boat's gonna rock |
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Blues you keep a gettin' in a taxicab a pettin' every time you hear the meter jump the clock |
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And there are blues you get from cryin' when your uncle Will is dyin' and he afterwards forgets you in his will |
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There are blues that get from kisses when you are walkin' with the missus and another baby shouts, "Hey, Patrick!!" |
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Blues that kinda make you hop and really shake and shiver, kinda make you want to end it all in the river |
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Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me |
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Let me hear it again |
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Oh, blues my naughty sweetie gives to me |
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Just one more time! |
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Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me |
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Yeah! |