| I sorta met Dakota
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| Introduced by Minnesota
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| I just smiled
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| She was six feet tall
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| She said she hated these walls
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| We stepped outside for air
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| She wore a plain green dress
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| Said it was cold and it was best
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| She should be running
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| She kissed my ear and said, «My dear
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| Come see me soon
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| Naked I am stunning»
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| «And when you do come
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| Bring your six guns
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| Keep them loaded», said Dakota
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| «And when you do come
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| Bring your six-guns
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| And keep them loaded», said Dakota
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| I said one of these days
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| One of these days
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| One of these days
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| I will come, come
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| She had something, oh, my, my
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| Make me jump high in the sky, I swear
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| She had something, yipee, kay, yay
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| Meaner than a dog that’s lost his head
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| She had something, made me sore
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| I did one who much, much more than good luck
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| You can go and mark my word
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| Dakota drove a big black Ford pickup truck
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| «And when you do come
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| Bring your six guns
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| Keep them loaded», said Dakota
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| «And when you do come
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| Bring your six-guns
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| And keep them loaded», said Dakota
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| I said one of these days
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| One of these days
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| One of these days
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| I will come, come
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| One of these days
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| One of these days
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| One of these days
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| I will come, come |