| She owned a hotel on the Jersey shore
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| She made her living sending sailors door to door
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| He was the small one with a crooked smile
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| Oh, he made her eyes light up like the heavens on the fourth of July
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| She ran the numbers they say she ran 'em clean
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| Those porcelain hands could keep a ledger even in her sleep
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| While he worked the Seabees in the Philippines
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| They say she made more money than you or I will ever see
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| Love was an anchor on the Jersey shore
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| If you were looking for love, boys, you could’ve found it in forty-four
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| Cause love wore a halo back before the war
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| When the men loved the women and the women knew what men were for
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| It was in the winter when he came home
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| He had to hold those porcelain hands just to keep her warm
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| So, they had a daughter they named her Stephanie Anne
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| Hey, they sent her off to Vassar to find herself a family man
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| Now, she sold the hotel it belongs to me
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| I watch those sailors come and go like the waves in the seas
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| I’ve hung their portraits in the honeyoon suite
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| I hear they’re fishin' their lives away in the Florida Keys |