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I love my little cherry ball |
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Better than I love myself |
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I love my cherry ball |
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Better than I love myself |
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Then if she don't love me |
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She can't love nobody else |
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Cherry ball, she quit me |
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Quit me in a nice, good way |
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Cherry ball, she quit me |
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Quit me in a nice, good way |
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You know, what it take to get her back |
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I carries it ev'ryday |
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Now, I left cherry ball standin' |
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Standin' in the back do' cryin' |
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Now, I left cherry ball |
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Standin' in the back do' cryin' |
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Of course, I feel her condition |
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But her trouble ain't none a-mine |
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She's just like a spider |
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She's hangin' on the wall |
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She's like a spider |
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She's hangin' on the wall |
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You know, she done quit me |
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She quit me without a cause |
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Now, when she left me |
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She left tears in my eye |
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Now, when she left me |
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She left tears in my eye |
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You know, that I love her |
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But her disposition I do dispise |
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Now, you can take the Southern |
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I'm 'on take the Sante Fe |
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Now, you take the Southern |
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I'm 'on take the Sante Fe |
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I'm gon' ride an gon' ramble |
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'Till cherry ball come back to me |
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She got to come on back home to me-ee-ee. |
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