If I didn't have a dime,
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And I didn't take the time
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To play the juke box
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Whoa-o-o Saturday night
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Would've been a sad and lonely night, for me.
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And if you weren't standing there
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Ruby lips and golden hair
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Beside the juke box
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Whoa-o-o I'd have lost my chance
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To hold you while you danced with me, umm hum.
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While the records turned and turned
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We danced and learned,
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Our hearts had yearned for this
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Neath the moon we walked and walked
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And talked of love, and then...we kissed.
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[Repeat]
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Now with every sweet caress
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Oh my darlin' how I blessed that little juke box
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Whoa-o-o love songs that they sing
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Wouldn't mean a single thing
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Even though you were standing there
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Ruby lips and golden hair
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If I didn't have a dime
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And I didn't take the time
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To play the juke box.
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If I Didn't Have A Dime
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| Gene Pitney |
