| Well she wants to be a singer in the band
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| Maybe I’ll give the girl a hand & a mircophone
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| She’s all alone
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| She can bring a friend though she’s not my kind of friend
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| She keeps staring me out with her black & blue eyes
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| And I can take her dancing just to give the girl a chance
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| And I was never that good at being nice when I should
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| I guess she’ll forgive right before she trys to kill me
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| Coz I sold her on yesterday’s
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| Come take me o my
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| I can take the the waltz just so she could kick my head in
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| I guess her name was Tina coz before I’d even seen her
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| I was lost…
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| Come take me o my… eye eye’s…
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| Ole black & blue eyes…
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| And Chelsea said she’s got nowhere to
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| And if she does she’s getting there slow
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| And I can help her out but I’ve got somewhere to be
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| And thats the very thing when your dealing with me
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| Begging me to bag her, and filthy heart & swollen hips
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| And she said o my dearest im not pretty and isn’t it a pity
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| That you wont kiss these rotten lips
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| So take me o my. |
| eye…eyes eyes
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| Ole black & blue eyes…
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| And Chelsea said she’s got nowhere to
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| And if she does she’s getting there slow
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| And I can help her out but I’ve got somewhere to be
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| And thats the very thing when your dealing with me
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| Do do do do do do do do do… |