| Every time I get a brand new sweetie
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| I’m up in the clouds, and I’m flyin' high
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| Then my boyfriend, he gets a brand new sweetie
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| You know, I don’t seem to get a break
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| I wonder why?
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| I’m a lonesome little babe in the woods, ooh, ooh
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| I’ve got it, but it don’t do me no good
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| You know, I can’t hold a man the way that I should, ooh, ooh
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| I’ve got it, ah, but it don’t do me no good
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| I’m know I’m young and I’m so ambitious
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| But why should I waste my charms?
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| I’ve got a lot of lovin'
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| But who’s got the lips and arms?
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| Oh, I’m a girl who’s been so misunderstood, ooh, ooh
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| Oh, I’ve got it, ah, but it don’t do me no good
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| I’m a little lonesome red riding hood
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| I’ve got it, but it don’t do me a bit of good
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| 'Cause Mr. Wolf won’t play the way that he should
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| I’ve got it, but it don’t do me no good
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| I’m like a barrel of rare old sherry
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| I’m longing to meet my fate
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| I want somebody to marry
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| But who wants to dissipate?
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| I’m afraid that I might ache in the woods
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| Oh, I’ve got it, but it don’t do me no good!
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| Boop-boop-a-doop! |