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Rag mama rag... I can't believe its true |
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Rag mama rag... what did ya do |
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I go on up to the railroad track |
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Let the 4:19 scratch my back |
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Sag mama sag... whats come over you |
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Rag mama rag... I'm pullin out your gag |
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Gonna turn you loose... like an old caboose |
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Got a tail I need to drag |
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I ask about your turtle |
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And you ask about the weather |
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I can't jump the hurdle |
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And we can't get together |
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We could be relaxin'... in my sleepin' bag |
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But all ya want to do for me mama is |
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Rag mama rag... there's no where to go |
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Rag mama rag... come on resin' up the bow |
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Rag mama rag... where do ya run |
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Rag mama rag... bring your skinny little body back home |
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It's dog it dog... cat eat mouse |
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You can rag mama rag all over my house |
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Hail stones beatin on the roof |
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The bourbon is hundred proof |
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Its you and me and the telephone |
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Our destiny is quite well known |
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We don't need to sit and brag |
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All we gotta do is rag mama rag mama rag |
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Rag mama rag |
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Where do ya roam |
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Rag mama rag |
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Bring your skinny little body back home |
