| You’re the biggest thing since powdered milk
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| Believe for me it’s true
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| I can’t give you any old thing
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| But we just got to be good too
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| My oh my, my kinda woman
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| In an all time winning gaffe
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| I knew some sunny story 'bout a novel and a man
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| Though it hurts me when I cry
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| Oh woman child
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| Oh give it all to me
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| You’re The Biggest Thing Since Powdered milk
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| Believe for me it’s true
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| I can’t give you my guitar
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| It’s all decided blue
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| You’re all I ever want
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| Oh I need you more and more
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| But I don’t need nobody else
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| To give me what I came here for
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| Though it hurts me when I cry
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| Oh woman child
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| Oh give it all to me
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| Watch out or the woman will ruin my soul
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| Watch out or the woman will take you whole
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| Oh woman to woman no tears, my soul
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| That kinda of a woman will ruin my home
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| And when you want him you tell him 24, tell him 24
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| The mind is burning
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| Bright lights in my brain
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| My mind is confusing
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| The rich with the sane
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| Oh woman to woman
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| Not afraid of the snow
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| Believe me woman
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| Don’t lead me home
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| And when you want him
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| You tell him 24, tell him 24
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| Oh Yeah
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| What kind of a woman will ruin my soul
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| What kind of a woman will leave me whole
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| Woman, woman, woman, woman, woman, oh woman |