| Oh Lordy, lookie here
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| Here’s that woman again
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| I got to put up with heaven again
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| I wonder if she could use a little help
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| The news is all open and the beast is by itself
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| Now honey, I’m looking for no cheap thrill
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| But the girl love how good a man wa-wa feel!
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| I’m the son of a honky tonk woman
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| My daddy was a natural born gambling man
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| And I was born the life of the party
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| And honey, I’ll die trying to get the party started
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| Cause I’m looking for a good time
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| And living up smiley high
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| I’m paving the road of love every step I take
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| She wore that dress so tight
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| It ought to be against the law
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| She a moving violation every time she takes a walk
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| Totally trouble every time she struts that stuff
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| Like structures of high no bad
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| Well, I can make it up
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| I get the rocking pneumonia
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| The boogie-woogie blues
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| The honky tonk fever and the lovesick blues
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| I’m the son of a honky tonk woman
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| My daddy was a natural born gambling man
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| And I was born the life of the party
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| And honey, I’ll die trying to get the party started
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| Cause I’m looking for a good time |
| And living up smiley high
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| I’m paving the road of love every step I take |