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I can see her lyin' back in her faded dress |
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In a room where ya do what ya don't confess |
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Sundown ya better take care |
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If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs. |
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Sundown ya better take care |
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If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs. |
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She's bin lookin' like a queen in a sailor's dream |
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And she don't always say what she really means |
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Sometimes I think it's a shame |
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When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain |
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Sometimes I think it's a shame. |
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When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain. |
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I can picture every move that a man could make |
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Getting lost in her lovin' is your first mistake |
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Sundown ya better take care |
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If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs |
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Sometimes I think it's a sin |
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When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin again. |
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I can see her lookin' fast in her faded jeans |
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She's a hard lovin' woman, got me feelin' mean |
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Sometimes I think it's a shame |
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When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain |
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Sundown ya better take care |
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If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs |
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Sundown ya better take care. |
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If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs |
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Sometimes I think it's a sin |
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When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again... |
