| I’ve got a street walkin' woman
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| She stays tall and twisted all the time
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| I’ve got a street walkin' woman
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| She stays tall and twisted all the time
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| She goes to bed with a fifth of whiskey
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| And she wakes up with a jug a-wine
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| She leaves home early in the mo’nin'
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| Then she don’t come back until the sun’s goin' down
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| She leaves home in the mo’nin'
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| An' she don’t come back until the sun is goin' down
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| She’s always got her whiskey up to her mouth
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| And her face full of ugly frown
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| I work hard every day
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| Try to make ends meet
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| I work hard every day
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| And try to make ends meet
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| All that woman wants to do
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| Is keep her big feet in the street
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| I love my street walkin' woman
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| She walks the avenue up and down
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| I love my street walkin' woman
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| She walks the avenue up and down
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| Sometime I wish she would start ta walkin'
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| An' keep on walkin' outta town |