If I was yours and you were mine I'd spank your bottom every time
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You drink too much and smoke too much or talk too much look who's talking
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Sometimes I think how it would be if I loved you and you loved me
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What we'd do differently than what we're doing now but I'm just talking
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Cause you're not Charlie Brown and I'm not Raggedy Ann
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And this ain't a little cigar band I'm wearing on my hand
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We're not playing spin the battle in a world of make believe
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Like the heros in a storybook that we can't wait to read
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But I wonder if there's be any harm for you to hold me in your arms
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And steal a kiss or two then I could forget about you
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Listen to me talking no I'm not yours and you're not mine
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And kissing on you'd be out of line
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And the kind of hearts we have are the kind that break in two
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Over people like me and you
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Cause you're not Charlie Brown...
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No you're not Charlie Brown...
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You're Not Charlie Brown (and I'm Not Raggedy Ann)
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| Donna Fargo |
