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Words and Music by Hugh Prestwood |
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We were playin' music |
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We were dancin' slow |
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Everything is cheek to cheek and toe to toe |
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When our inhibitions got real unsuppressed |
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We danced around in the living room like souls possessed |
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We just begun |
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When the night was done |
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And we had more fun than the law allows |
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We had more fun than the law allows |
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First thing next morning |
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The sheriff's at the door |
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He said, "You two are the ones I got this |
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Warrant for!" |
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Last night your friends and neighbors all called in |
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'Cause around here that much amusement is a sin |
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And you best not run |
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I can use this gun |
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And you've had more fun than the law allows |
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And you've had more fun than the law allows |
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The prosecutor told us, |
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"You better say your prayers!" |
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'Cause this here judge is famous for the |
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Frown he wears |
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The one thing you can't deify is levity |
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And you're both charged with carousing |
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In the first degree |
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You might still be young |
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When your time is done |
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But you had more fun than the law allows |
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But you had more fun than the law allows |
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You had more fun than the law allows |
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But you had more fun than the law allows |
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You had more fun than the law allows |
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We had more fun than the law allows |
