| I have a letter that you sent me in the mail
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| Signed with love, covered in a sweet smell
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| But the top left corner of the envelope, said 'Little Ruby'
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| And that was all you wrote
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| No way to find you
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| No way to ring your little bell
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| What are you hidin', you’re living in a big mess
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| I thought you were just a pretty little waitress
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| Maybe you’re hidin' out from the po-lice
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| Maybe they’ve got you in a penitentiary
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| I wanna find you
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| I wanna make you come fast
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| Sweet Little Ruby, why won’t you love me?
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| Why won’t you let me see you again?
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| Sweet Little Ruby, who are you really?
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| Why won’t you let me be your friend?
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| I thought you were just a late night bartender
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| A heavy scissor handed hack job hairdresser
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| Maybe a mermaid, livin' underwater
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| Or maybe worse, the preacher’s daughter
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| How can I find you, I wanna' return to sender
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| Sweet Little Ruby, why won’t you love me?
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| Why won’t you let me see you again?
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| Sweet Little Ruby, who are you really?
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| Why won’t you let me be your friend?
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| Sweet Little Ruby, why won’t you love me?
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| Why won’t you let me see you again?
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| Sweet Little Ruby, who are you really?
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| Why won’t you let me be your friend? |