| You talkin' about your woman
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| I wish you could see mine
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| You talkin' about your woman
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| I wish you could see mine
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| Every time she starts to lovin'
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| She bring eyesight to the blind
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| I know her daddy got some money
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| I can tell by the way she walk
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| I know her daddy got some money
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| I can tell by the way she walk
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| Every time she start to shakin'
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| Deaf and dumb begin to talk
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| Well early one morning she was lyin' on the bed
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| Mel next door was dyin' and raised up his head
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| And said, «Ain't she pretty?
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| Uh don’t you know she fine?»
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| One look at that woman
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| Bring eyesight to the blind
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| I declare she pretty
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| And the whole state know she fine
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| I declare she pretty
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| And the whole state know she fine
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| Every time she start lovin'
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| She bring eyesight to the blind |