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Young girls and porches are filling out |
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Tempers and torches are burning |
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Brown is the colour of town |
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living in thunder |
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Hair on my top lip now I'm a man |
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I so often hear and feel it |
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Nice paying the price for being kept under |
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Mama says don't hang around that front gate too long |
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Boys like you who stay too late are surely gonna go so wrong |
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But Mama there's safety in numbers |
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It's the first time I've ever felt strong |
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Delaware Taggett and the Outlaw Boys |
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Adding a laugh to the Broadway noise |
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Slipping your mind where your mind don't wanna go |
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Off-duty porters lay sleeping wives |
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On-duty daughters are finding |
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why just touching a boy gives a thrill like a shiver |
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Whispers and shadows are moving fast |
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No prizes given to people |
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last drowned in the past down on the river |
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chorus |