| Last night I came home and found you there
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| You with your pretty eyes and shinin' hair
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| Look at you, you’re the kind of woman men stop and stare
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| Such a lovely lady to be mine
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| Such a lovely lady should be somewhere else
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| It seems to me, the likes of me, isn’t hard to find
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| Sometimes going home, though it’s not fair
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| I stop and have a drink or two, to see who’s there
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| But when I do you’re the kind of woman
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| I just leave them there
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| You’re such a lovely lady to be mine
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| Such a lovely lady should be somewhere else
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| It seems to me, the likes of me, isn’t hard to find
|
| Last night I came home and found you there
|
| You with your pretty eyes and shinin' hair
|
| Look at you, you’re the kind of woman men stop and stare
|
| You’re such a lovely lady to be mine
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| Such a lovely lady to be mine… |