| My man’s on the highway, making eighteen wheels roll in
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| Sometimes it seems a lifetime when I count the nights he’s gone
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| But if you think I’m lonely and that I need a man
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| Well, you’re all wrong 'cause I’m alright
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| With a sling on my left hand
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| It’s a one-man band, you see I got me a real good man
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| And one good man is good enough for me
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| When I said I do, it meant at times like this, I don’t
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| That little gold band on my left hand is a one-man band
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| You may think I’m crazy spending all my time alone
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| But I get all the love I need when my baby comes back home
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| There’s no way I can tell you, if you don’t understand
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| But when he’s gone, I’m not alone
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| With a sling on my left hand
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| It’s a one-man band, you see I got me a real good man
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| And one good man is good enough for me
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| When I said I do, it meant at times like this, I don’t
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| That little gold band on my left hand is a one-man band
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| It’s a one-man band, you see I got me a real good man
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| And one good man is good enough for me |