| I’ve known some women in every state
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| New York City to the Golden Gate
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| I’ve lived with some, and buddy, I loved 'em all. |
| (Yes, I did)
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| But no one woman had a claim on me
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| 'Cause I still had a lotta world to see
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| And I sometimes stagger, but sugar, I seldom fall.
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| Then like a hungry man, I went to Louisiana
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| Where the lovin' and the livin' was good
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| Without a care to hide and just as satisfied as I could be.
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| A lotta women and wine and not a tie to bind me
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| And behaving just as cool as I could
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| 'Til that long legged, sweet walkin' ravenhaired cajun lookin'
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| Devil put the sweat on me
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| They call her Smokey, she’s a little bit-a evil
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| Smokey, right as wrong can be.
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| Smokey, she could shake the very devil
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| Smokey put the sweat on me.
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| Oh, my pulse is a beatin' to the clickety clack
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| Of this one-way ride that’s gonna take me back
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| And my body’s just a-breathin' in that Mississippi River smell
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| Well, my feet wasn’t ready yet for settling down
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| But my soul kept tellin' me to turn around
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| And the longer I tried to fight it, the harder I fell
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| And like a hungry man, I went to Louisiana
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| Where the lovin' and the livin' is good
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| I’ll get a brand new bride and be as satisfied as I can be
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| And I won’t even mind the world I’m leavin' behind
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| Because I never really thought that I could
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| 'Til that long legged, sweet walkin' ravenhaired cajun looking devil
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| Put the sweat on me.
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| They call her Smokey, she’s a little bit-a evil
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| Smokey, right as wrong can be
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| Smokey, she could shake the very devil
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| Smokey put the sweat on me
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| Smokey put the sweat on me
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| Awww, Smokey put the sweat on me. |