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Would you like to come home with me? |
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I can think of things to show ya |
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Thinkin' that |
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I'd like to get to know ya |
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Mornin' milkman's comin' |
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Get up, greet my day |
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Evenin' brings the sun in |
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Still I find my way |
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Change of plans, makin' a landin' to see ya |
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And I do wanna be your man, oh yeah |
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Sunday, highway drivin' |
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It all looks about the same |
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Nowhere, just arrivin' |
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Still I play the game |
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I'm home grown, growin' my own and |
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I need yaNeed ya to beg my pardon, to tend my garden |
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Flowers, she's sittin' for poses |
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She wants me to sing my song |
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Hours, she's like a stoned moses |
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Guess I'll sing along, yeah yeah |
