| Wanda was alone at night while he was somewhere servin'
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| A Navy wife with too much spare time on her hands
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| His letters were a comfort and I think she really loved him
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| But paper words don’t fill the space when someone needs a man
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| And I’d just like to sing a special song for Wanda
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| Cause Wanda was a special friend of mine
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| And somewhere makin' up his bed in Newport News Virginia
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| I hope Wanda hears my song and plays it one more time
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| Wanda gave me everything a body ever needed
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| But a body’s needs will sometimes lead a soul to sin
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| She was only lonesome a wife on leave of duty
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| She went down in history and probably will again
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| And I’d just like to sing a special song for Wanda
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| Cause Wanda was a special friend of mine
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| And somewhere makin' up his bed in Newport News Virginia
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| I hope Wanda hears my song and plays it one more time
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| I hope Wanda hears my song and plays it one more time… |