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You wined me and dined me |
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When I was your girl |
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Promised if I'd be your wife |
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You'd show me the world |
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But all I've seen of this old world |
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Is a bed and a doctor bill |
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I'm tearin' down your brooder house |
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'Cause now I've got the pill |
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All these years I've stayed at home |
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While you had all your fun |
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And every year thats gone by |
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Another baby's come |
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There's a gonna be some changes made |
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Right here on nursery hill |
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You've set this chicken your last time |
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'Cause now I've got the pill |
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This old maternity dress I've got |
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Is goin' in the garbage |
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The clothes I'm wearin' from now on |
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Won't take up so much yardage |
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Mini skirts, hot pants |
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And a few little fancy frills |
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Yeah, I'm makin' up for all those years |
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Since I've got the pill |
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I'm tired of all your crowin' |
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How you and your hens play |
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While holdin' a couple in my arms |
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Another's on the way |
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This chicken's done tore up her nest |
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And I'm ready to make a deal |
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And you can't afford to turn it down |
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'Cause you know I've got the pill |
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This incubator is overused |
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Because you've kept it filled |
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The feelin' good comes easy now |
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Since I've got the pill |
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It's gettin' dark, it's roostin' time |
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Tonight's too good to be real |
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Oh, but daddy don't you worry none |
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'Cause mama's got the pill |
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Oh, daddy don't you worry none |
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'Cause mama's got the pill |
