| He stays away too long, leaves her by herself
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| Treats her wrong, keeps her on the shelf
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| He talks and talks about her
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| And she loves the way he does it.
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| He’s got a lyin' smile, easy to believe
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| And all the while laughin' up his sleeve
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| He fibs and fibs about her
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| And she loves the way he does it
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| There’s a great deal of devil
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| From the top of his head to his toes
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| But she’s on the level
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| She’s gonna go where he goes
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| When there’s a honey moon hangin' in the sky
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| All too soon he will say goodbye
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| And that is that, but that’s the way he does it
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| And she loves it.
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| When there’s a honey moon hangin' in the sky
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| All too soon he will say goodbye
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| And that is that, but that’s the way he does it
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| And she loves it. |