| Papa’s in the kitchen, mama’s in the field
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| Murder in the hen house, mud flung high upon the hill
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| Rooster in the dooryard just leaning on the horn
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| With the wind so sweetly drifting through the ripening corn
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| Hey me, hey mama
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| Where you been for so long, for so long?
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| Hey me, hey mama
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| Where you been, where you been for so long?
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| There’s something outrageous 'bout that evening sky
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| Just this side of dangerous that look in your eye
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| Knew that you were crazy, always knew you could be cruel
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| Still, I would do just about anything in the world for you
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| Hey me, hey mama
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| Where you been for so long, for so long?
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| Hey me, hey mama
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| Where you been, where you been for so long?
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| Left me standing in the corner with my head hanging down
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| Punchdrunk, busted up, and reeling like a rodeo clown
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| You always seem to hit me like a lightning from above
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| Guess I just wasn’t ready for such a heavy-handed love
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| Hey me, hey mama
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| Where you been, oh now, for so long, for so long?
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| Hey me, hey mama
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| Where you been, where you been for so long? |