| Got myself a woman… or I should say I try
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| To keep the faith 'fore it gets too late
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| Hold her down when she wants to fly
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| Always tryin' to tell me… how it ought to be And if I treat her right then she won’t be the end of me
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| I don’t know why…
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| She cast my life in shame
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| But everytime she walk I seem to fall down on my honor
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| She’s got rhythm… rocks me to my soul
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| Hey… the girl’s all right
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| She’s got rhythm… steers me when I roll
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| Hey… the girl’s all right
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| What’s she tryin' to say
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| Does she ever hear me at all
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| Everyday there’s somethin' that she wants
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| Tells me things that I can’t recall
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| Nails me down--she's a hammer
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| Can’t see no way out
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| Of all the ways you can run these days--you can’t out-run the mouth
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| I don’t know why
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| At times she can go on But if by chance we meet I know
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| With her it won’t be wrong
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| She’s got rhythm… rocks me to my soul
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| Hey… the girl’s all right
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| She’s got rhythm… scares me, then I know
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| Hey… the girl’s all right
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| Sometimes I fail to notice… sometimes I play too rough
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| But when I feel I’m losin' her
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| Well then I’ve had enough
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| Knows my limitations… and she always calls my bluff
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| I take back what I said tonight
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| She’s got rhythm… rocks me to my soul
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| Hey… the girl’s all right
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| She’s got rhythm… scares me, then I know
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| Hey… the girl’s all right |