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Put your clothes back on, |
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I'd rather be alone. |
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Your thing is all worn out now get on home. |
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You've had too many lovers, |
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They've worn off the hair. |
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There ain't no way I'm goin in there. |
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Put your clothes on, |
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and get on home. |
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I Should of never gone out, |
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I should of never had a drink, |
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Take that thing outside it's startin' to stink. |
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Your friends done told me where you have been, |
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and I feel sorry for all those men. |
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Put your clothes back on, baby, |
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and get on home. |
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Yeah, get that thing away from me, |
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it looks like something your dog would eat. |
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I've seen enough now set me free. |
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I think that thing just barked at me. |
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Early this mornin' it bit my leg. |
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Oh, little darlin', don't you make me beg, |
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Put your clothes back on, |
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and get on home. |
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Oh shit, I'm scared! |
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I need medical care. |
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I think three midgets just crawled out of there. |
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Well, I was fine before you came, |
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would'ya thow somethin' over that pitiful thing. |
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Baby, put your clothes back on |
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and get on home. |
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Yeah, put your clothes on, |
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and get your booty back home. |
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Go on. |