| I stopped off at the Quicksack
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| For some beer and cigarettes
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| The old man took my money
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| As he stared at my Corvette
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| He said, I had one just like her son,
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| 'Til the man down at the
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| Bank took her from me Chorus:
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| Oh, She was hotter than a two dollar pistol
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| She was the fastest thing around
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| Long and lean, every young man’s dream
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| She turned every head in town
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| She was built and fun to handles, son
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| I’m glad that you dropped in She reminds me of the one I loved back then.
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| Then, I handed him my keys and said,
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| Here take her for a spin
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| The old man scratched his head, and said
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| Then he looked at me and grinned
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| He said son you just don’t understand
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| It ain’t the car I want
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| It’s the brunette in your 'vette that turns me on.
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| Chorus:
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| I had one that was hotter than a two dollar pistol
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| She was the fastest thing around
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| Long and lean, every young man’s dream
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| She turned every head in town
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| She was built and fun to handles, son
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| I’m glad that you dropped in She reminds me of the one I loved back then.
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| Chorus:
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| Lord, she was hotter than a two dollar pistol
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| She was the fastest thing around
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| Long and lean, every young man’s dream
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| She turned every head in town
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| She was built and fun to handles, son
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| I’m glad that you dropped in She reminds me of the one I loved back then.
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| She reminds me of the one I loved back then… |