(Carlene Carter)
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To have and hold suburban life
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Forever live as man and wife
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Welcomed by the neighborhood
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The neighbors here are really good
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They say "What's mine is yours
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And yours is mine"
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Swap-meat the American way
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You can have it twice a day
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Swap-meat the American way
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It's indoor recreation at its best
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Hold me back, it's just too much
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I've never seen the like of such
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I must admit it beats the bars
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No broken hearts or nasty scars
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Just carpet burns and wait your turns
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Swap-meat the American way
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You can have it twice a day
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Swap-meat the American way
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Ahh it's strictly code of the road
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Detectives breaking down the door
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The evidence laid on the floor
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Pistol-packin' romeos, stop illegal loops and holes...
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My old man says it's time to go
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But I just wants to do-si-do
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I can't stop this jig and jag
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I wanna swing my little honey
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To the swamp-meat rag
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Community property, it's all in the family
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Swap-meat the American way
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You can have it twice a day
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Swap-meat the American way
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Swap-meat the American way
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Swap-meat the American way
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Swap-Meat Rag
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| Carlene Carter |
