| I met her in a bar, naturally
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| And naturally
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| She wanted to dance
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| I politely declined, naturally
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| I said I really hate this band
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| We went for a coffee at a little cafe
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| I had more picks in pocket
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| Than I had spare change
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| She said hold it right there
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| Just stop where you are
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| Not another guy
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| Not another guitar
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| Couldn’t get her off my mind,
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| Naturally
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| And so naturally I gave her a call
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| Someone else
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| Answered the phone, naturally
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| Then I recalled that
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| She lived with her ma
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| I said do you have a daughter
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| That’s the fairest by far
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| She said who shall I say’s calling
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| Who shall I say that you are
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| Tell her loverboy’s here
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| And can I borrow her car?
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| Oh, not another guy
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| Not another guitar
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| No, not another guy
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| Not another guitar
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| She said you boys of song
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| You’re all the same
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| Chasing a dream
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| That you cannot name
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| A shoulder to cry
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| A sofa to crash
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| A meal and a mamma
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| With no strings attached
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| She said you son of a song
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| Know better I should
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| But you know how to make it all
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| Sound so good
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| Well, to make a long story short, |
| Naturally
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| We fell in love
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| And she done me wrong
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| She’ll say the same about me,
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| Naturally
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| But to my face
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| And not in a song
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| We’re both gonna make
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| That same old mistake
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| Again someday
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| It’s gonna happen to her
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| It’ll sure 'nuff happen to me
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| There’s just something
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| In that music that makes us
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| Do that dance
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| In that special brew of tears and
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| Beer and fear and romance |