| Sometime I’m tempted by big brown eyes
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| Sometime I’m tempted to cheat and lie
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| Sometime I’m tempted but won’t give in
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| Old mister Devil ain’t gonna win
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| 'Cause when I see him walkin' down the avenue
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| I think of all the things that other folks might do
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| Then I turn and run, run, run, run
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| Straight to baby’s arms
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| Where I’m safe and sound in baby’s arms
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| The urge to cheat sometime is strong
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| But a little bitty voice tells me it’s wrong
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| Sometimes I’m tempted but won’t give in
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| Old mister Devil ain’t gonna win
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| 'Cause when I see him walkin' down the street
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| I think of what may happen if we chance to meet
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| And I turn and run, run, run, run
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| Back to baby’s arms
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| Where I’m safe and sound in baby’s arms
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| Well' a perilous tongue might tell you lies
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| 'Cause you pain, bring you strife
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| Trust in me I will not falter
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| Long as there’s a spark of life
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| Evil standin' all around me
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| Sailin' on a sea of sin
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| But I won’t sink beneath the water
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| If the water can’t get in
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| The urge to cheat sometime is strong
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| But a little bitty voice tells me it’s wrong
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| Sometimes I’m tempted but won’t give in
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| Old mister Devil ain’t gonna win
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| 'Cause when I see him walkin' down the avenue
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| I think of all the things that other folks might do
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| Then I turn and run, run, run, run
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| Straight to baby’s arms |