| Put another log on the fire
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| Cook me up some bacon & some beans
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| And go out to the car & change the tire
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| Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans
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| Come on baby you can fill my pipe & then go fetch my slippers
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| And boil me up another pot of tea
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| Then put another log on the fire babe
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| And come & tell me why you’re leaving me
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| Now don’t I let you wash the car on Sunday
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| And don’t I warn you when you’re gettin fat
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| Ain’t I a gonna take you fishin' with me someday
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| Well a man can’t love a woman more than that
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| And ain’t I always nice to your kid sister
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| Don’t I take her driving every night
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| So sit here at my feet cause I like you when you’re sweet
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| And you know it ain’t feminine to fight
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| So put another log on the fire
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| Cook me up some bacon & some beans
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| Go out to to the car & lift it up & change the tire
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| Wash my socks & sew my old blue jeans
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| Come on baby you can fill my pipe & then go fetch my slippers
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| And boil me up another pot of tea
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| Then put another log on the fire babe
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| And come & tell me why you’re leaving me |