| My mamma and my daddy
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| Told me that love is a two-way street
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| But lately baby, you’ve been finding
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| New ways of dragging your feet
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| So come on, make your best shot
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| You don’t have to take the blame
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| I’ll be your belle star
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| You can be my Jesse James
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| There’s lonely people everywhere
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| From Abilene to Arkansas
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| The way they run for cover
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| You’d think love was against the law
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| Well I don’t need a pistol, baby
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| You won’t have to rob a train
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| You can be my belle star
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| And I can be your Jesse James
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| I know you’ve done some hard time
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| Baby, and you’ve got your doubts
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| When you feel surrounded
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| And it’s looking there’s no way out
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| I’ll come riding to rescue
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| All you gotta do is call my name
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| I’ll be your belle star
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| You can be my Jesse James
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| It don’t take a genius, baby
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| There ain’t no big mystery
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| You can’t play it safe
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| And still go down in history
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| So saddle up the horses
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| 'Cos we’re headed for the hall of fame
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| I’ll be your belle star
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| You can be my Jesse James
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| I’ll be your belle star
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| You can be my Jesse James |