Darling I hate to tell you but
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I think I catching a cold
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Put another chair on the
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fire bring the bottle over here
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I feel I getting old
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I like your laugh
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and a hot romance
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and your orny sense of humor
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but if it rains again
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like it did today
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I gonna have to leave
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a little bit sooner
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Got to get me some South
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America sun
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Honey don even ask me if you
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can come along
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Down at the border you
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need to be older
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and you sure don look like
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my daughter
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Your ridiculous age
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start a state outrage
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and Il end up in a Mexican jail
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Darling please don cry
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you know I wouldn
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tell you no lie
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Look over there
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Oh my God don look now but
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it appears to be raining again
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Get upstairs pack my
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book of prayers
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Honey hurry I catching pneumonia
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I gotta move while I in the mood
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or Il disappear into that wall
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Darling please don curse
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it really couldn be any worse
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Say I a sun fanatic but it
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dark in your attic
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and your cat sleeps over my head
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I know I not a football star but
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I wanna little better than that
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So I much obliged for the
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pure white ride
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and a cup of tea every morning
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Il say goodbye
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look your man in the eye
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you know I wouldn tell
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you no lie
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I gotta move while I in the mood
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So after all
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I'll see you in the fall
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on a brand new day
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brand new way
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Goodbye honey, goodbye honey
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Goodbye honey, it ain't funny
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Goodbye honey
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I know it ain't funny
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Lost Paraguayos
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