| Don’t the moon look lonesome shinin' thru the trees?
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| Don’t the moon look lonesome shinin' thru the trees?
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| Don’t your arms look lonesome when your baby back’s up to leave?
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| Well I’m goin' up on the mountain to call that baby of mine
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| Said I’m goin' up on the mountain to call that baby of mine
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| But something tells me he’s not coming back this time
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| Would like to go to the country can’t take you
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| I’m goin' up to the country can’t take you
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| Nothin' up there a man like you could do
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| He’s got fins like a fish
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| Sheep like a frog
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| When he loves me I hallo oh, hot dog
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| Love that man better than I do myself
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| But I’m all alone, all alone on the shelf, on the shelf |