| My baby ran away to Vietnam
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| And my dog just salivates
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| She told me later «yeah, i’m surely mad. |
| No need turn bait»
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| I wouldn’t drive to LAX
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| She took my good suitcase
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| My baby ran away to Vietnam
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| The dog just licked his plate
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| She bought her ticket, she ain’t coming back
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| Said, said: «little kids»
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| My baby ran away to Vietnam
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| Left a pork chop on the plate
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| She told me later: «I ain’t coming back»
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| Said: «No need turn bait»
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| She never talked about the day
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| She took off and ran away
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| Yeah!
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| Yeah! |
| my baby ran away to Vietnam
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| Along the east bound rail
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| I’m gonna catch it, gonna drag her back
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| Back on that train
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| My baby ran away to Vietnam
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| But the dog stayed in LA
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| I know you’re leaving but I’m coming back, yeah
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| Y' just have to wait
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| My baby ran away to Vietnam
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| My baby ran away to Vietnam
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| My baby ran away to Vietnam
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| My baby ran away to Vietnam |