| I wrote a pretty pretty song
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| 'Bout a pretty pretty girl last night
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| And I feel pretty damn lucky to get a chance to hold her tight
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| And I wonder is this heaven?
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| 'Cause she’s softer than satin
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| And I only have one thing on my mind
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| So hear me when I say that she’s
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| All
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| And then she is so much more
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| My baby, she’s all
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| And feels better than sex on drugs
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| I’ma take a wild guess and say she only gets free rides
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| And she’s gon' need it, believe it
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| 'Cause she’s always outta breath
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| From running right across my mind
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| And I wonder where she’s off to
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| 'Cause I can’t live without you
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| And I only have one thing on my mind
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| So hear me when I say that she’s
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| All
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| And then she is so much more
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| My baby, she’s all
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| And feels better than sex on drugs
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| That’s right, she’s all mine, and she ain’t never gon' leave me
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| That’s right, she’s all mine, and God bless her for being with me
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| That’s right, she’s all mine, and she ain’t never gon' leave me
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| That’s right, she’s all mine, and God bless her, God bless her for me |