| A fine lookin woman
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| Walked up to me yesterday
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| She grabbed my palm
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| Here’s what she had to say
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| Oooh you got a short life line
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| Oooh you ain’t got much time
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| But your eyes’ll never be blind
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| And you’re gonna have a damn good time
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| Said yea yea mama
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| Short but sweet
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| Lot a places to see
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| Also people to meet
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| Oooh you got a short life line
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| Oooh you ain’t got much time
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| But your eyes’ll never be blind
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| And you’re gonna have a damn good time
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| My life has already been full
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| So I can’t complain
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| Yea and after I’m dead
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| They’ll remember my name
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| But mystic thoughts can only fly
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| To another plane
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| That’s why when you look in my eyes
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| You think that I’m insane
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| Watch while we harness energy
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| From the multitudes
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| Then ride it bare-back
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| On our high energy tunes
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| Now that woman
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| No longer held my hand
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| She was feelin my body
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| She knew I’d understand
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| Oooh you got a short life line
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| Oooh you ain’t got much time
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| But your eyes’ll never be blind
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| And you’re gonna have a damn good time |