| Throw your arms around me like the circle round the sun
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| I want you to love me, babe, 'til my easy rider come
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| Don’t believe I love ya look what a fool I’ve been
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| Don’t believe I’m sinkin', what a hole I’m in
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| Stealin', stealin', pretty mama, don’t you tell on me
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| I’m stealin' back to my same old used to be
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| Well, the woman I’m lovin' she my color and kind
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| 'Cause she’s a married woman come to see me sometimes
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| Don’t believe I love her, what a fool I’ve been
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| Don’t believe I’m sinkin', what a hole I’m in
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| I’m stealin', stealin', pretty mama, don’t you tell on me
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| I’m stealin' back to my same old used to be
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| Yeah
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| Well, the woman I’m lovin' she’s my size and height
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| She’s a married woman, for she treats me right
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| I don’t believe I love her, what a fool I’ve been
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| Don’t believe I’m sinkin', what a hole I’m in
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| I’m stealin', stealin', pretty mama, don’t you tell on me
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| I’m stealin' back to my same old used to be
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| Well, I’m a-stealin', stealin', pretty mama, don’t you tell on me
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| Well, I’m stealin' back to my same old used to be
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| Well, I’m stealin' back to my same old used to be
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| Yeah, well I’m stealin' back to my same old used to be |