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My baby changed, changed the lock on her door
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My mama changed, changed the lock on her door
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The key I've got, it just don't fit no more
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My mama told me, my papa told me too
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My dear old mother told me, my papa told me too
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Settle down with that woman, she'll make a wreck out of you
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You threw out my clothes and my blue suede shoes
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And my old guitar, a Gibson Kalamazoo
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But how on earth could you throw out my rhythm 'n blues
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(Spoken: Especially that old Ray Charles record)
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They say you've got a new man, the rumor's spread all over town
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You got yourself a new man, the rumor's spread all over town
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Guess I'm leaving you baby, you won't stop messing 'round
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Bye bye baby, believe it's time to go
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Bye bye baby, believe it's time to go
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You won't stop messin' with Mr. so-and-so
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My Baby Changed The Lock On Her Door
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| Hans Theessink |
