| Put your clothes back on
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| I’d rather be alone
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| Your thing is all worn out now get on home
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| You’ve had too many lovers
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| They’ve worn off the hair
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| There ain’t no way I’m goin in there
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| Put your clothes on
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| And get on home
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| I Should of never gone out
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| I should of never had a drink
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| Take that thing outside it’s startin' to stink
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| Your friends done told me where you have been
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| And I feel sorry for all those men
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| Put your clothes back on, baby
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| And get on home
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| Yeah, get that thing away from me
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| It looks like something your dog would eat
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| I’ve seen enough now set me free
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| I think that thing just barked at me
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| Early this mornin' it bit my leg
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| Oh, little darlin', don’t you make me beg
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| Put your clothes back on
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| And get on home
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| Oh shit, I’m scared! |
| I need medical care
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| I think three midgets just crawled out of there
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| Well, I was fine before you came
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| Would’ya thow somethin' over that pitiful thing
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| Baby, put your clothes back on
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| And get on home
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| Yeah, put your clothes on
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| And get your booty back home |