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These are the lyrics as I transcribed them from the record. |
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Whether they're perfect or not, I don't know. |
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I may have transposed some of them here and there. |
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You're welcome to check it and correct it yourself. |
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Take it or leave it: |
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Well, the ugliest li'l thing you ever see before... |
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He didn't be a tramp, he's a hobo. |
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He's a ugly li'l somethin on the scout. |
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He's a terrible li'l creature hush yo' mouth. |
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He's a awful li'l thing, he's a killer diller from the south. |
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Well, he walked into the store where I was at, |
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And in his face looked like a cryin cat. |
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Cause he's a ugly li'l sucker on the scout, |
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He's a terrible li'l creature hush yo' mouth, |
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He's a awful li'l thing, he's a killer diller from the south. |
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Well, he walked down the street lookin in a showcase, |
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His stacker walked out, said you can take my place. |
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Cause he's a ugly li'l shaver on the scout, |
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He's a terrible li'l somethin hush yo' mouth, |
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He's a awful li'l creature, he's a killer diller from the south. |
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Well, he walked in the hotel, ever'body left, |
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He looked in the glass and he smiled at his self, |
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I'm a ugly li'l shaver on the scout, |
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I'm a terrible li'l somethin hush yo' mouth, |
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I'm a awful li'l creature, I'm a killer diller from the south. |
