| The gates of Heaven must be open
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| I think I saw an angel just walk by
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| Hey, the gates of heaven must be open
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| I think I saw an angel just walk by
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| I heard a blind man screamin', say
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| Now there goes a sight for my sore eyes
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| There goes a sight for my sore eyes
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| Now there goes a sight for my sore eyes
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| What kind of woman is this?
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| You should be locked up, pretty girl
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| In my bedroom with me
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| Hey, you should be locked up, pretty girl
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| In my bedroom with me
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| So we can do the same thing that Adam
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| Did under that old apple tree
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| What he did under that apple tree
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| What he did under that apple tree
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| Well, well, well, well, well, well
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| Choke out
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| Here I come again
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| There’s always some good lookin' girls
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| Hangin' 'round this famous place
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| Well, hey, there’s always some good lookin' girls
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| Hangin' round this famous place, talkin' bout legends now
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| Aww, but this particular one
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| Looked like somethin' from outer space
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| She looked like somethin' from outer space
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| What kind of woman is this?
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| Hmm, what kind of woman is this?
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| What kind of woman is this?
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| Ooh, what kind of woman is this?
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| Look at that, she shakes all over when she walk
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| She made a blind man see
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| Made a dumb man talk
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| What kind of woman is this?
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| Hmm, shucks
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| Tell me, hey, what kind of woman is this, man?
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| Somebody gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
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| Gotta, gotta, gotta tell me, tell me
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| What kind of woman is this? |