| Met a lot women who could love alright
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| But nothing like the woman I met this night
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| She’s dynamite, she’s dynamite
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| She knows what to do And she knows what it’s all about
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| Now men don’t blame me because I’ve been around
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| I don’t understand what’s she’s putting down
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| She’s dynamite, she’s dynamite
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| She knows what to do And she knows what it’s all about
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| Now she don’t drink liquor and very little gin
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| But she’ll show you how, you just tell her when
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| She’s dynamite, she’s dynamite
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| She knows what to do And she knows what it’s all about
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| She’s got a peal handled pistol
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| A knife and a razor too
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| You can’t ever tell her, she’ll always tell you
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| She’s dynamite, she’s dynamite
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| She knows what to do And she knows what it’s all about
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| Now you can whip it, whop it Or hang it on the wall
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| Or throw it out the window
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| She’ll pitch herself a ball
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| She’s dynamite, well she’s dynamite
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| She knows what to do And she knows what it’s all about |