| Well for one thing, there was a whole lot of guys
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| Who’d like to be in my shoes
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| But the upkeep on a woman like that
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| Give an old poor boy the blues
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| Still the pleasure was worth the pain
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| Of everything she put me through
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| And I consider myself one of the fortunate few
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| Yeah and another thing She wasn’t just good looking
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| Her imagination just wouldn’t quit
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| She’d make you do things you never thought about
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| And things you wouldn’t want to admit
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| There must be somebody else out there
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| That feels about her like I do
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| And I consider myself one of the fortunate few
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| It felt so good to hurt so bad
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| The best and worst that I ever had
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| I know I bit off more than I could chew
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| Still I consider myself one of the fortunate few
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| Well that’s the last thing I want to tell you
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| Some things are better left unsaid
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| A gentleman don’t go talking about
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| What happens in a woman’s bed
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| That’s all I’ve got to say
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| I’ll leave the rest up to you
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| But I consider myself one of the fortunate few |