| I took a business trip
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| Down to Florida
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| I got a room at a Holiday Inn
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| There was an earthquake in California
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| Must be the reason why this place was shakin? |
| Br Down in the barroom it was
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| Loaded with servicemen
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| Elbow to elbow
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| I said: «Scuze me blood
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| Just what is shakin? |
| «He say, «Girls on the dance floor
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| Wrestling in jello»
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| And the joint was jammin? |
| Br From the pumpin? |
| By the D. J
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| They were rappin? |
| And clappin?
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| When up steps Little Sheba
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| Little Sheba she抯 as tough as you find
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| She抯 the local color burnin? |
| Like a Florida Pine
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| They raise the girls on gator down here
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| Doncha know
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| Little sheba she抯 the favorite one
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| Everybody抯 got money on her 9 to 1
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| They raise the girls on gator down here
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| Doncha know
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| Into the ring steps her worthy opponent
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| A nasty little vixen with a New York vibe
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| Before Little Sheba could say
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| «Welcome to Dixie»
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| She抎 kick all her buttons
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| And punched out her headlights
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| And the crowd was reelin?
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| They were chomping and chanting
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| They can抰 believe what they抮e seein? |
| Br Didn抰 look good for Little Sheba
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| Now to make a long story
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| Just a little bit longer
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| Little Sheba was humbled on that humid night
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| She returned from emergency
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| With a fistfull of fractures
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| Our fabled femme fatale
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| Spoilin? |
| For another fight |