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Well, I just stopped in this evening |
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To get myself a little taste |
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The music is nice and swinging |
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And of course, I really dig the place |
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Course, I haven't |
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Had much sleep lately |
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I feel sorta down and out |
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Yeah, but look over there |
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In the corner, man |
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Oh, yeah, there's something |
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To shout about |
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Hey, hey, pretty baby |
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Girl, don't you go nowhere |
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(Are you talking to me) |
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I'm talking to you, pretty baby |
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Girl, don't you go nowhere |
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Cause as soon as I pay the bartender |
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Girl, I'll be right there |
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She looked up and blushed and smiled |
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And my heart skipped a beat |
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Mmm, she's stacked from |
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Her head down to her feet |
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Hey, barkeep |
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You better come here and get your bread |
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This little girl's getting ready to split |
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And I'm about to go out of my head |
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Hey, hey, pretty baby |
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Girl, don't you go out that door |
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(Are you talking to me) |
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I'm talking to you, pretty baby |
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Girl, don't you go out that door |
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I'm afraid if I lose sight of you |
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I just might not see you no more |
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She slowed up just a little bit |
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And turned her head and smiled |
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She was 34-24-38 |
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And dressed in the latest style |
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I finally caught up |
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With the pretty little thing |
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Before she got out on the street |
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And she told she was |
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Waiting on her old man |
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Who was a policeman on the beat |
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Hey, hey, pretty baby |
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Girl, I'll see you another time |
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(Are you talking to me) |
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I'm talking to you, pretty baby |
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Girl, I'll see you another time |
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If you're a policeman's woman |
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Lyrics courtesy Top40db. |
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Just talking to you is a crime |
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(That's right, bud, let's go) |
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Oh, no |