| Her soul takes you under
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| She’s the type of girl who’s known
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| For giving in, rolling like thunder
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| Every boy in town wants to be her man
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| Say you will, oh, I’m standing at the front of the line
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| Say you will, oh, I’m hoping to make you mine
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| If she knows I’m willing to pay the price
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| God’s been marked in
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| Some say she’s carrying the devil’s child
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| The whole town is talking
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| Try to point the finger, saying that it’s mine
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| Say you will, oh, I’m standing at the front of the line
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| Say you will, oh, I’m hoping to make you mine
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| If she knows I’m willing to pay the price
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Say you will, oh, I’m standing at the front of the line
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| Say you will, oh, I’m hoping to make you mine
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| And it’s known I’m willing to pay the price
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| She’s the type of girl who’s known for giving
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| She’s the type of girl who’s known
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| She’s the type of girl who’s known for giving
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| She’s the type of girl who’s known
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| Known, known, known, known |