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A fine lookin woman |
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walked up to me yesterday. |
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She grabbed my palm, |
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here's what she had to say. |
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Oooh you got a short life line. |
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Oooh you ain't got much time. |
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But your eyes'll never be blind |
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and you're gonna have a damn good time. |
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Said yea yea mama |
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short but sweet. |
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Lot a places to see, |
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also people to meet. |
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Oooh you got a short life line. |
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Oooh you ain't got much time. |
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But your eyes'll never be blind |
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and you're gonna have a damn good time. |
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My life has already been full, |
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so I can't complain. |
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Yea and after I'm dead |
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they'll remember my name. |
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But mystic thoughts can only fly |
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to another plane. |
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That's why when you look in my eyes |
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you think that I'm insane. |
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Watch while we harness energy |
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from the multitudes, |
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then ride it bare-back |
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on our high energy tunes. |
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Now that woman |
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no longer held my hand. |
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She was feelin my body, |
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she knew I'd understand. |
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Oooh you got a short life line. |
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Oooh you ain't got much time. |
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But your eyes'll never be blind |
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and you're gonna have a damn good time. |
