| You only love me for my big sun glasses
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| And my Tony Lama’s
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| And my Dodge Dart classic
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| You said «I'll be Johnny and you’ll be June
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| I’ll ride with you to the moon»
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| But guess what?
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| You can’t ride in my little red wagon
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| The front seat’s broken and the axle’s draggin'
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| You can’t step to this backyard swagger
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| You know it ain’t my fault when I’m walkin' jaws droppin' like
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| Ooh, ah, ooh, ah
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| Oh, heaven help me
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| I’ve been sowing wildflower seeds
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| And chasing tumble weeds
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| But that’s just who I be
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| And you’re just trying to slow this rolling stone
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| But I’m on to you baby
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| So guess what?
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| You can’t ride in my little red wagon
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| The front seat’s broken and the axle’s draggin'
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| No you can’t step to this backyard swagger
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| You know it ain’t my fault when I’m walkin' jaws droppin' like
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| Ooh, ah, ooh, ah
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| Oh, you only love me for my big sun glasses
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| And my Tony Lama’s
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| I live in Oklahoma
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| And I’ve got long, blonde hair
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| And I play guitar, and I go on the road
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| And I do all the shit you wanna do
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| And my dog does tricks
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| And I ain’t about drama, y’all
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| And I love my apron
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| But I ain’t your mama!
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| So guess what?
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| You can’t ride in my little red wagon
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| The front seat’s broken and the axle’s draggin'
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| No you can’t step to this backyard swagger
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| You know it ain’t my fault when I’m walkin' jaws droppin' like
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| Ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh
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| Oooohh, yeah. |
| Ahhhhh. |
| Oooooohh. |
| Ah! |