| Well tell me, pretty baby, do you think you’re too sweet to die?
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| Well tell me, pretty baby, do you think you’re too sweet to die?
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| 'Cause we kiss and we cuss and we carry on
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| We kiss and we cuss and we carry on
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| Until the break of dawn
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| Well, I was born in the country, you think I’m easy to fool
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| Well, I was born in the country, you think I’m easy to fool
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| 'Cause we cuss and we kiss and we carry on
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| We cuss and we kiss and we carry on
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| Until the break of dawn
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| Well, I see you smiling babe, the knife behind your back
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| Well, I see you smile, the knife behind your back
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| We kiss and we cuss and we carry on
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| Yeah, we cuss and we kiss and we carry on
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| Until the break of dawn
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| Well tell me, pretty baby, do you think you’re too sweet to die?
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| Well tell me, pretty baby, do you think you’re too sweet to die?
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| 'Cause we kiss and we cuss and we carry on
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| We kiss and we cuss and we carry on
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| Until the break of dawn
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| Oh woman, till the break of dawn
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| Until the break of dawn
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| Until the break of dawn |