| Sweet Pecan Pie I swear to you, that this song I’m writing is all about you
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| I’ll try my best to avoid, the word love and the middle tones
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| Of the mellow chords
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| Among all the boys I’ve been around, you’re the only one who found his sound
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| That kind of turned me on, when you light all your stuff on
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| And you play a song
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| Oh Johnny Johnny, will you let me be
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| That cigarette of rage, that you light when you’re on stage
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| Oh it’s burning me
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| Oh Johnny Johnny, will you let me be
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| The last chord that you hold, for a second I’ll be yours
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| Oh it’s killing me
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| Your leather jacket make my heart melt, your messy hair gosh I need air
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| You know how to impress, and how to make me wear a dress
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| Easy to undress
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| We all have a dream that may come true, mine is singing that song in front of
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| you
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| So you can feel what it’s like, to be blinded by someone
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| You can never have
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| Oh Johnny Johnny, will you let me be
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| That cigarette of rage, that you light when you’re on stage
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| Oh it’s burning me
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| Oh Johnny Johnny, will you let me be
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| The last chord that you hold, for a second I’ll be yours
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| Oh it’s killing me |