| Well the times are getting hard for you, little girl
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| I’m a humming and a strumming all over god’s world
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| You can’t remember when you got your last meal
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| And you don’t know just how a woman feels
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| You didn’t know what rock and roll was
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| Until you met my drummer on a grey tour bus
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| I got there in the nick of time
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| Before he got his hands across your state line
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| Now it’s the middle of the night on the open road
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| And the heater don’t work and it’s oh so cold
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| You’re looking tired, you’re looking kind of beat
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| The rhythm of the street sure knocks you off your feet
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| You didn’t know how rock and roll looked
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| Until you caught your sister with the guys from the group
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| Half way home in the parking lot
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| By the look in her eye she was giving what she got
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| Woman you’re a mess going to die in your sleep
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| There’s blood on my amp and my Les Paul’s beat
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| Can’t keep you home, you’re messing around
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| My best friend told me you’re the best lick in town
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| You didn’t know that rock and roll burned
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| So you bought a candle and you lived and you learned
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| You got the rhythm you got the speed
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| Mama’s little baby likes it short and sweet
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| I didn’t know you had a rock and roll record
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| Until i saw your picture on another guy’s jacket
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| You told me I was the only one
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| But look at you now, it’s dark and you’re gone
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| My, my, my, I’m once bitten, twice shy, baby
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| So shy, so shy, so shy, so shy
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| So shy, so shy, so shy, so shy |