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I've got a strong suspicion that my baby's coming down |
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With a mighty bad affliction that's been going around the town |
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I don't know who she caught it from but she sure is showing certain signs |
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Of having honky tonkitis and she's got it bad this time |
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I know she had it once or twice before I came along |
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But I was sure our love would be enough to keep her home |
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Now that old infection's coming back and things are looking sad |
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Cause she's got honky tonkitis and Lord she's got it bad |
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Honky tonkitis is the bending of the mind |
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It's whiskey drinking slowly sinking love destroying time |
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Barstool riding downhill sliding jukebox songs and wine |
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She's got honky tonkitis and she's got it bad this time |
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My baby's showing all the symptoms that I know so well |
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And I don't need a doctor's diagnosis just to tell |
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That this honky tonk addition is a sure and certain sign |
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That our love has fallen victim to the fever of the wine |
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Honky tonkitis is the bending of the mind |
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It's whiskey drinking slowly sinking love destroying time |
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Barstool riding downhill sliding jukebox songs and wine |
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She's got honky tonkitis and she's got it bad this time |
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Yes she's got honky tonkitis and she's got it bad this time |
