| Sally, oh those thick caramel thighs
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| There’s something else your momma gave you, those beautiful green eyes
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| The same kind of green like the dollars that they stick to you
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| They stick it to you plenty 'cause you know just what to do up there
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| Sally why you wanna do that?
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| I ain’t gonna hurt cha, I ain’t cha daddy
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| Sally you ain’t gotta do that
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| Need someone to love ya, not like your daddy
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| Your daddy taught you a thing or two about living in a cold, cold world
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| He said he’d treat you special like, called you his little girl
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| Ooh and I get so red hot mad thinking about that dirty old man
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| When I see you up there dancing, trying to get that money while you can
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| Sally why you wanna do that?
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| I ain’t gonna hurt cha, I ain’t cha daddy
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| Sally you ain’t gotta do that
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| Need someone to love ya, not like your daddy
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| Need someone to love ya, not like your daddy
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| Sally everything’s gonna be alright
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| You don’t have to put on the red light tonight
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| Sally why you wanna do that?
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| I ain’t gonna hurt cha, I ain’t cha daddy, I’m not your daddy, baby
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| Sally you ain’t gotta do that
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| Need someone to love ya, not like your daddy
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| Sally why you wanna do that?
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| I ain’t gonna hurt cha, I ain’t cha daddy
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| Sally you ain’t gotta do that
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| Need someone to love ya, not like your daddy |