| TNT, gasoline
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| Even nitroglycerin
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| Ain’t got the kick of kisses I get now
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| From my honey!
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| Tried to call him a name
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| But they all seem much too tame
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| Why’s he’s so blamed cute-like
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| No name suits my
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| Sweet man!
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| My sweeter than sweet man
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| The steppin’est feet man
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| And that isn’t all!
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| Dancin'
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| I claim is just one of my charms
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| When I’m in his arms
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| I yell like, well, I’ve more to tell about
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| Sweet man!
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| That pleasure-to-meet man
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| My candy-receipt man
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| He taught me to smile!
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| One kiss from his red lips
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| Sends my conscience off a cliff!
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| My sweet man is drivin' me wild!
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| Now, sweet man!
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| My heaven complete man!
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| My couldn’t-be-beat man!
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| You haven’t half heard
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| He’s true as I could expect him to be
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| He sees only me!
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| It’s true, I know, because he told me so!
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| Sweet man!
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| So tidy and neat, man!
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| My hotter-than-heat man
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| With oceans of style
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| He works so doggone fast
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| I’m like a woman with a past
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| My sweet man is drivin' me wild |