| Call my baby
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| On the phone
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| I told her, «Baby, don’t go far,»
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| «I'll be over right away in my cozy little compact car.»
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| When I saw her with a crowd
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| My heart fell like a fallen star
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| 'Cause she asked them all to come
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| In my cozy little compact car
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| I found it hard to grin
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| As they started to climb in
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| Lucy, Frank, and Jim and Mary-Sue
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| Then came Harry, and Lenore
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| And before I closed the door
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| A half a dozen more jammed in there too
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| Started rolling down the road
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| The squeaking like an old guitar
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| What a way to spend the day
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| In my cozy little compact car
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| There wasn’t room to sneeze
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| Just elbows, arms, and knees
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| As we passed the drug store on the square
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| And then I thought I screamed!
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| When she saw the football team
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| And said, «C'mon! |
| There’s lots of room to spare!»
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| My girl was so close
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| It was fun
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| We were like olives in a jar
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| And we’d go out every night
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| With the whole gang packed in tight
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| In my cozy little compact car |