| Hello baby, what’s your name
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| Can I buy you a drink
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| With legs like them I bet you sure can dance
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| Every since you walked in I’ve had my eye on you
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| Come here let me show you something
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| I learned after school
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| Hey Leona
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| Where’d you get them pretty red high heels
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| Baby, don’t you wanna sit in my lap
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| And hold the wheel of my Coupe de Ville
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| Did you come here by yourself
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| Cause there’s an extra chair
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| Mind if I can sit down
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| Where I can fall in love right here
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| Such a pretty little girl, such a sweet young thing
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| Baby, what’s your number
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| And how’d you get into them jeans
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| Hey Leona
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| Where’d you get them pretty red high heels
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| Baby, don’t you wanna sit in my lap
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| And hold the wheel of my Coupe de Ville
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| Raised by gypsy’s telling fortunes to fools
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| I’ve been up, I’ve been down
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| And around a time or two
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| Been bailed out and bonded
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| In every town I’ve been through
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| But that just paved the road that led me here to you
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| Hey Leona
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| Where’d you get them pretty red high heels
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| Baby, don’t you wanna sit in my lap
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| And hold the wheel of my Coupe de Ville |