| Well, I paint a design
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| On the side for you, mister
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| I paint a design
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| Pretty good
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| I paint a white horse
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| Or a fire breathin' dragon
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| I paint a design
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| On your wagon
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| I’ve been around I think
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| Workin' this town
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| Till that’s some line of work
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| Goin' down
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| Best kind of
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| Women I find
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| Can never bring you a pen
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| Won’t let you down, Lordy
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| I paint a design
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| On the side for you, mister
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| I paint a design
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| Pretty good
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| I paint a white horse
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| Or a fire breathin' dragon
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| I paint a design
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| On your wagon
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| The sweetest thing that
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| I ever seen
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| Was just where she
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| Looked at me
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| And in them eyes I thought
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| Ever seen
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| And I can’t paint a picture
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| Of sweet mercy, well
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| I paint a design
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| On the side for you, mister
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| I paint a design
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| Pretty good
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| Well, I paint a white horse
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| Or a fire breathin' dragon
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| I paint a design
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| On your wagon
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| Back when they had that LA
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| Big earthquake
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| I paint the bridge and the
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| Cable break
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| I pay for mercy and crime
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| Oh, heaven say
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| And I can paint a picture
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| Of your heart when it break real
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| I paint a design
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| On the side for you, mister
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| I paint a design
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| Pretty good
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| And I paint a white horse
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| Or a fire breathin' dragon
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| I paint a design
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| On your wagon
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| The crazy mama that I
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| Used to know
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| She followed me
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| Wherever I go
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| Name I remember but the
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| Logger gone
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| She never had no number
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| For very long, well
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| I paint a design
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| On the side for you, mister
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| I paint a design
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| Pretty good
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| Well, I paint a white horse
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| Or a fire breathin' dragon
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| I paint a design
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| On your wagon |