| Let your hair down, baby, and put your dirty nightgown on
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| Let your hair down, baby, and put your dirty nightgown on
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| Now let me stare at you, mama, 'til I don’t know right from wrong
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| The doors are locked, sweet mama, and there’s no one else around
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| Pour yourself a little more wine and turn the TV way down
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| Cause nothing in the world matters but you and your dirty nightgown
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| Now your hearts been broken, baby, my hearts been broken too
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| But there’s no need to be bitter about dreams that never did come true
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| Cause we’re older and wiser and that dirty nightgown looks so good on you
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| Don’t be shy, pretty baby, cause what we’re doing ain’t a sin
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| Just lift up the window shade, honey, and let that full moon shine on in
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| Then let me feel your dirty nightgown crushed against my skin
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| Some folks pray for salvation, some folks pray for their health
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| Some folks pyar for world peace while some just pray for more wealth
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| I pray for you and your dirty nightgown, I don’t care 'bout nothing else
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| Life is beautiful and sad, baby, and you know our time ain’t long
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| Friends and family pass away and tomorrow we may be gone
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| So just let your hair down, baby, and put your dirty nightgown on |