Oh Louise, yes you're the sweetest girl I know.
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Don't you know now Louise, you are the sweetest girl that I know.
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You made me run from Chicago
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Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico.
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Now you know Louise,
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She's like a rolling stone.
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Every time she leave a man,
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He has to grieve alone.
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Oh Louise, why don't you hurry home?
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You know, I never had no good loving,
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Oh Louise, since you've been gone.
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Got a girl called Mamie,
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Treat me nice and kind.
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I don't care what she do
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Because Louise is on my mind.
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Louise ain't so good looking
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And her hair ain't red,
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But she cooks my breakfast
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And I bring it to my bed.
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Oh Louise, why don't you hurry home?
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Oh Louise, why don't you hurry home?
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You made me run from Chicago
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Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico.
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Louise
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| Eric Clapton |
