| When I take you out tonight with me
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| Honey, here’s the way it’s gonna be
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| You will sit behind a team of snow-white horses in the slickest gig you’ll ever
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| see
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| Chicks and ducks and geese better scurry
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| When I take you out in the surrey
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| When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top
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| Watch that fringe and see how it flutters
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| When I drive them high steppin' strutters
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| Nosy folks will peep through the shutters and their eyes will pop
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| Those wheels are yellow, the upholstery’s brown, the dashboard’s genuine leather
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| With nice bright curtains that can roll right down in case there’s a change in
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| the weather
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| Two bright side lights winking and blinkin
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| Ain’t no finer rig I’m a-thinking
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| You can keep your rig if you’re thinking that I care to swap
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| For that shiny little surrey with the fringe on the top
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| (Would you say the fringe was made of silk?) Wouldn’t have no other kind but
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| silk
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| (Has it really got a team of snow-white horses?)
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| One’s like snow, the others more like milk (so you can tell `em apart)
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| All the world would fly in a flurry
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| When I take you out in the surrey
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| When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top
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| When we hit that road hell for leather
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| Cats and dogs all dance in the heather
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| Birds and frogs will sing all together and the toads will hop
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| The wind will whistle as we rattle along, the cows will moo in the clover
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| The river will ripple out a whispered song, and whisper it over and over
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| Don’t you wish you’d go on forever
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| Don’t wish you’d go on forever
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| Don’t you wish you’d go on forever and would never stop
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| In that shiny little surrey with fringe on the top? |