| I built a big pile of peanut shells on the sawdust floor
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| I winked at every pretty girl comin' in and out the door
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| Yellin', «Hey bartender, how 'bout two more?»
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| Bottle by bottle I’m clearin' off that shelf
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| And I feel so good that I’m not quite myself
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| Now, they’re tellin' me that I gotta find someplace else
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| Well, guess what
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| I didn’t come here and I ain’t leavin'
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| I’ve been thrown into better places than this
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| I didn’t come here and I ain’t leavin'
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| If you wanna pucker up, I got just the place for you to kiss
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| Well, I spent my dollar and drank up my last dime
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| Now, they’re actin' like havin' fun is some kind of crime
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| If it’ll make you feel better mister, I’ll tell you one more time
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| I didn’t come here and I ain’t leavin'
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| I’ve been thrown into better places than this
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| I didn’t come here and I ain’t leavin'
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| Why don’t you pucker up, I got just the place for you to kiss
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| Now, you can call me a taxi
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| And you can call me a cab
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| I know you’re gonna call me something
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| When I can’t pay this tab
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| I didn’t come here and I ain’t leavin'
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| I’ve been thrown into better places than this
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| I didn’t come here and I ain’t leavin'
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| If you wanna pucker up, I got just the place for you to kiss
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| Why don’t you pucker up, I got just the place for you to kiss |