| Carolyn let me tell you what I heard about a man today
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| He didn’t come home from work and he went away
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| 'Til he came to a city, bright in the night time like day
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| There they say he met with some women dressed in yellow and scarlet
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| Their warm lips like a honeycomb, dripped with honey
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| And somethin' about the smell of strange perfume
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| Made him feel warm, and not alone
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| Yes Carolyn a man will do that sometimes on his own
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| And sometimes when he’s lonely
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| And I believe a man will do that sometimes out of spite
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| But Carolyn, a man will do that always
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| When he’s treated bad at home
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| Yes Carolyn a man will do that sometimes on his own
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| And sometimes when he’s lonely
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| And I believe a man will do that sometimes out of spite
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| But Carolyn, a man will do that always
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| When he’s treated bad at home |