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B. R. Hornsby/John Hornsby
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Well she was so fine
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On the first impression
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I was taken, taken in by the view
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With eyes so soft
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And a face so smooth
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I found her selling in a fashion booth
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All that I said was "Do you sell suits?"
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She said you're a scream and your accent's so cute
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Her mother had to meet me, it all sounded funny
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But then my friends told me well the girls got money
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It's alright, It's okay
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Hey don't you worry about a thing
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You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
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If you take your seat in the royal suite
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You might get stranded on easy street
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Well she said she was
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A good time girl
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Laughing laughing a bit too loud
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Such a face
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The specialist creates
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She gets the benefit of the doubt
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I know that she wanted more than I could give
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But I just had to see how the other half lived
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She showed me her friends, she showed me her throne
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I didn't sell my soul I just took out a loan
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It's alright, It's okay
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Hey don't you worry about a thing
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You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
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If you take your seat in the royal suite
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You might get stranded on easy street
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She runs to her mother the social x-ray star
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She put me at the wheel of her father's new car
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She loved how her touch made me want to drive farther
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She loved how her money meant she'd tell me how far
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It's alright, It's okay
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Hey don't you worry about a thing
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You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
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If you take your seat in the royal suite
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You might get stranded on easy street
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Stranded on Easy Street
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| Bruce Hornsby |
