| Young girls and porches are filling out
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| Tempers and torches are burning
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| Brown is the colour of town
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| Living in thunder
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| Hair on my top lip now I’m a man
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| I so often hear and feel it
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| Nice paying the price for being kept under
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| Mama says don’t hang around that front gate too long
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| Boys like you who stay too late are surely gonna go so wrong
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| But Mama there’s safety in numbers
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| It’s the first time I’ve ever felt strong
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| Delaware Taggett and the Outlaw Boys
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| Adding a laugh to the Broadway noise
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| Slipping your mind where your mind don’t wanna go
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| Off-duty porters lay sleeping wives
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| On-duty daughters are finding
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| Why just touching a boy gives a thrill like a shiver
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| Whispers and shadows are moving fast
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| No prizes given to people
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| Last drowned in the past down on the river
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| Mama says don’t hang around that front gate too long
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| Boys like you who stay too late are surely gonna go so wrong
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| But Mama there’s safety in numbers
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| It’s the first time I’ve ever felt strong
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| Delaware Taggett and the Outlaw Boys
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| Adding a laugh to the Broadway noise
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| Slipping your mind where your mind don’t wanna go |