| Mama came home going on and on
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| 'Bout the new girl down at the beauty salon
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| She said after what I saw today
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| Our little town will never be the same
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| I didn’t even have to think twice
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| As far as I was concerned
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| I was hoping she was right
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| She was talkin' 'bout you
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| The way you walk, the you talk
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| Ain’t no doubt, talkin' 'bout you
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| Sinking sand that every red blooded man dreams about
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| Well, I’ll admit I’ve got that fever too
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| Well, I can’t quite talkin' 'bout you
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| I never got the respect I deserved
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| From that rowdy bunch of boys down at work
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| Now when I talk that assembly line stops
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| You can almost here a pin drop
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| They just cannot get enough
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| That don’t bother me, 'cause I sure love
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| She was talkin' 'bout you
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| The way you walk, the you talk
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| Ain’t no doubt, talkin' 'bout you
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| Sinking sand that every red blooded man dreams about
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| Well, I’ll admit I’ve got that fever too
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| Well, I can’t quite talkin' 'bout you
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| I ain’t never thought too much about settling down
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| No woman’s ever made me think what I’m thinking now |
| She was talkin' 'bout you
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| The way you walk, the you talk
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| Ain’t no doubt, talkin' 'bout you
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| Sinking sand that every red blooded man dreams about
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| Well, I’ll admit I’ve got that fever too
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| Well, I can’t quite talkin' 'bout you
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| Talkin' 'bout you girl, talkin' 'bout you |