| I’m lost in her there holdin' that pink rod and reel
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| She’s doin' almost everything but sittin' still
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| Talkin' ‘bout her ballet shoes and training wheels
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| And her kittens
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| And she thinks we’re just fishin'
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| I say, «Daddy loves you, baby» one more time
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| She says, «I know. |
| I think I got a bite.»
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| And all this laughin', cryin, smilin' dyin' here inside’s
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| What I call, livin'
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| And she thinks we’re just fishin' on the riverside
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| Throwin' back what we could fry
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| Drownin' worms and killin' time
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| Nothin' too ambitious
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| She ain’t even thinkin' ‘bout
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| What’s really goin' on right now
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| But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
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| And she thinks we’re just fishin'
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| She’s already pretty, like her mama is
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| Gonna drive the boys all crazy
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| Give her daddy fits
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| And I better do this every chance I get
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| ‘Cause time is tickin'
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| (Yeah it is)
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| And she thinks we’re just fishin' on the riverside
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| Throwin' back what we could fry
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| Drownin' worms and killin' time
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| Nothin' too ambitious
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| She ain’t even thinkin' ‘bout
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| What’s really goin' on right now
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| But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
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| And she thinks we’re just fishin'
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| She ain’t even thinkin' ‘bout
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| What’s really goin' on right now
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| But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
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| And she thinks we’re just fishin'
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| Yeah, aww, she thinks we’re just fishin'
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| We ain’t only fishin'
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| (This ain’t about fishin') |