| Miscellaneous
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| Stop, Look and Listen
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| When I was a little bitty boy
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| Sittin' on my papa’s knee
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| I still remember every word my papa said to me
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| Now boy if you ever meet
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| A pretty woman walking down the street
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| You’d better
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| Stop real still, look both ways
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| Listen or you’ll get in trouble
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| When you see her go struttin' by
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| Giving you that evil eye
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| And she’s got a kind of dreamy look
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| Just enough to get you shook
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| Now boy don’t you lose your head
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| You pay attention what your papa said
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| You’d better
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| Stop real still, look both ways
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| Listen or you’ll get in trouble
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| All right !
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| She’ll drive you crazy with the way she walks
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| She’ll drive you crazy with the way she talks
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| And you’ll think you’re gonna lose your mind
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| 'Cause that pretty woman looks so fine
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| And the very first thing you’ll know
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| You’ll be tellin' her you love her so
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| You’d better stop real still |