| Run your fingers through my hair, sweet darling
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| Run your fingers through my hair
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| I want you when you’re never there, sweet darling
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| Need you but I could not care
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| You got long black hair on your legs and I like them smooth
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| You don’t show me you care, you won’t even move
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| That’s why I call you shady lady
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| I wish I hadn’t turned my head that morning
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| Wish I hadn’t turned my head
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| Or listened to the things you said that morning
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| Listened to the things you said
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| I get away where nobody goes and she finds me there
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| She won’t leave me alone, she don’t even care
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| That’s why I call her a shady lady, shady lady
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| They say, I say you gotta lay it down on the line
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| So get away, way I say if you’re only playing with my time
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| I gotta keep you off of my back 'cos you’re making me feel so bad
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| I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
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| Run your fingers through my hair, sweet darling
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| Run your fingers through my hair
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| I want you when you’re never there, sweet darling
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| Need you but I could not care
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| I get away where nobody goes and she finds me there
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| She won’t leave me alone, she won’t even care
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| That’s why I call her a shady lady, shady lady
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| I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
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| I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
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| I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now |