| You took me to the city baby
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| From a little country town
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| Got me way up here in the city baby
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| And now you want to put me down
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| Said come on boy let’s leave here
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| This place ain’t where it’s at
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| So I packed up my clothes
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| And I took to the road
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| Now I can’t get back
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| You’ve got me knockin' baby
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| You won’t let me in
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| You’ve got me knockin' baby
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| You won’t let me in
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| You gave me the key to your apartment
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| Key won’t fit the lock
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| Now at night when I come home baby
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| Cryin' shame but I still have to knock
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| It’s my own fault for leavin'
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| Guess I got what I deserved
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| But you told me that you loved me
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| And I believed you baby
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| Boy you sure got some nerve
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| You’ve got me knockin' baby
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| You won’t let me in
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| You’ve got me knockin' baby
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| You won’t let me in
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| If I ever get my hands on a nickel baby
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| Guess I better make it a dime
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| Goin' to the nearest phone booth
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| Get some of the home folks on the line
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| They all told me not to leave home
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| They said boy you don’t know that town
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| You know you may not have a whole lot goin' on down here
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| But the home folks won’t let you down
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| You’ve got me knockin' baby
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| You won’t let me in
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| You’ve got me knockin' baby
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| You won’t let me in |