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I'm ready, ready as anybody can be |
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I'm ready, ready as anybody can be |
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Now I'm ready for you, |
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I hope you're ready for me |
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I got an axe handle pistol built on a graveyard frame |
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Shootin' tombstone bullets, wearin' ball and chain |
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I'm drinkin' |
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TNT, smokin' dynamite, |
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I hope some screwball start a fight |
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I'm ready, ready as anybody can be |
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Now I'm ready for you, |
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I hope you're ready for me |
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All you pretty little chicks with your pretty little hair, |
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I know you think that |
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I ain't nowhere |
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But stop what your doin' an' look over here, |
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I'll prove to ya, baby, that |
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I ain't no square |
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I'm ready, ready as anybody can be |
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Now I'm ready for you, |
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I hope you're ready for me |
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I been drinkin' gin like never before |
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I feel so good, babe, |
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I want you to know |
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One more drink, and |
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I wish you would |
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I takes a whole lotta lovin' to make me feel good, 'cause |
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I'm ready, ready as anybody can be |
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Now I'm ready for you, |
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I hope you're ready for me |