| I didn’t see you
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| But you were there
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| You’re the apple of my eye
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| Let’s be a pair
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| I didn’t see you
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| Until I did
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| You are lighting up this bar
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| Come on
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| Long Legged Blonde
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| You’re the only girl for me
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| Let’s get along
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| The name of the band was Mustard Rats
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| You were drinking in a booth with Uncle Jack
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| He ain’t really related (He ain’t really related)
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| We just call him that (We just call him that)
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| Cause he gets wild when he gets wet, yeah
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| Come on
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| Long Legged Blonde
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| You’re the only girl for me
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| Let’s get it on
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| Come on
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| Long Legged Blonde
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| You’re the only girl for me
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| You took first communion
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| From the same church my wife did
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| And I’ve been lonesome as hell
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| But baby, what’s a good Catholic girl doing in those fishnets?
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| Where all my problems begin
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| Many lies ago
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| People can see you
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| Freakin' out
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| You should tell 'em for yourself what it’s about
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| Come on
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| Long Legged Blonde
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| You’re the only girl for me
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| Oh, Come on
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| Long Legged Blonde
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| You’re the only girl for me
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| You took first communion
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| From the same church my wife did
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| And I’ve been lonesome as hell |