| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| What’s this I hear about these perfect tens
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| My colleagues squawk about
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| Them Ritzy girl friends
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| A hundred pounds, a hundred pounds of trash
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| They talk to me, they ramble on in my ears
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| And their conversation’s boring
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| I would bet anyone fifty dollars
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| 'Cause I only wagon on the surest things
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| Anywhere, anywhere she would go
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| I would follow five hundred miles away from home
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| Just for a fling, for a fling
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| I haven’t known too many women
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| Throughout my less than lustrous career
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| But of all the relationships I’ve been in
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| To my twenty-six the others can’t compare
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| She’s my best bosom buddy, she’s my partner
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| In the things I find important to share
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| She is fine, incredibly fine, it’s no wonder
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| That she catches, that she catches all the stares
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| Twenty-six, my baby’s a twenty-six
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| On a scale of one to ten, my baby’s a twenty-six |