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There are silver-tressed darlings |
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And raven-maned delights |
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When she gets all fired up |
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She beats them in the night |
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That red head walking |
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That red head walking |
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Red head walking |
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You get too close |
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She'll warn you with her growl |
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She's a fog cuttin' |
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Scarlet struttin' |
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Leather-chested gal |
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That red head walking |
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Red head walking |
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Red head walking |
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Red head walking |
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Better listen keep your distance from that crimson crime warpath |
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Kiss that girl |
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Kiss that girl |
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Kiss that girl |
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She'll cut your heart like diamonds |
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End of story |
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You bet you're gonna lose it to that hellbound crimson glory |
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That red head walking |
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Red head walking |
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Red head walking |
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Heed what this wise man says |
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Keep away from red heads. |
