(B. David/J. Rushing)
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I met him in Seattle, he was gettin' down on a bottle
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Telling lies in the Blue Moon Bar
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His face was hard and travelled, and as the wine unravelled
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I saw a man who could laugh about his scars
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He said, I got shanghaied in Vegas by a painted woman
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I got hog-tied by a hustler in Ohio
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I got derailed by a dancer down in Dallas
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Oh Lord, he said, women gonna be the death of me but what a way to go
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He said a girl named Nancy, once tickled his fancy
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And backed it up with a fifty dollar smile
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He laughed when he remembered, the pain of sweet surrender
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But heartaches never seemed to cramp his style
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He said, I got tongue-tied by a teacher in Tallahassee
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I got french-fried by a waitress in Idaho
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I got way-laid by a widow in Wyoming
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Oh Lord, he said, women gonna be the death of me but what a way to go
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He said, I got shanghaied in Vegas by a painted woman
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I got hog-tied by a hustler in Ohio
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I got derailed by a dancer down in Dallas
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Oh Lord, he said, women gonna be the death of me but what a way to go
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What a Way to Go
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