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She leaves her number on the bar every time she comes around |
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"Give me a call on the weekend, baby, when Tony's out of town |
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You're too young to get married, honey, you oughta be sleeping around" |
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Well I do vicariously, through everybody in this town |
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Oh, when the lights go down upon First Avenue |
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And all the pretty girls in this town make their way into you |
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And there's a feeling that you find can overcome your will |
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But there's something in your mind that says I love her still |
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You've been on my mind, lately |
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All the time, baby |
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You've been on my mind, lately |
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All the time, baby |
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Kimberly Ruth, |
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Let me tell you the truth... |
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The lights are bright downtown tonight |
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And everybody looks so fine |
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She walks over and across my shoulder says, |
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"Are you having a good time?" |
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Well, I guess tonight's been alright, as far as good times go |
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She says, "You know, I find underneath the good times, |
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We're all just part of the show" |
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Oh, when the lights go down upon First Avenue |
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And all the pretty girls in this town make their way into you |
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And there's a feeling that you find can overcome your will |
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But there's something in your mind that says I love her still |
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You've been on my mind, lately |
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All the time, baby |
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You've been on my mind, lately |
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All the time, baby |
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Kimberly Ruth, |
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Let me tell you the truth... |
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I know I can tell you lies |
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I know that you can be untrue |
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I know that we can get uptight |
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But I know that love can make it right |
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I know that love can make it right |