Raining
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It's pouring
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The old man is scoring
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It's morning
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He says every nerve in his body is alive
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When he's with me
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He says he loves me
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He says everything is separate
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He says I'm beautiful
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And I say, "Who, me?"
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He says he loves me
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He says he's happy
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I feel like a dirty old man
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Like a lecher
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Like a polyester uncle's friend who's trying to catch a glimpse
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Periwinkle polyester
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Lickerish man
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You make me feel like a dirty old man
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Morning
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Oh, he says when he looks down
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And he sees and I'm shiny shining
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Glistening like the dew on the leaf of a pretty, pretty flower
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That someone ain't stepped on yet
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My baby says that he's happy
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He says everything is separate
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He says he loves me
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And every nerve is alive
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But I feel like a dirty old man
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Like a lecher
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Like a polyester uncle's friend who's trying to catch a glimpse
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Periwinkle polyester
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Lickerish man
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You make me feel like . . .
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Like a dirty old man
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Like a lecher
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Like a polyester uncle's friend with horn rims
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Polyester periwinkle
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Lickerish man
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You make me feel like a dirty old man
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Scoring
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Lickerish Man
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| Holly Palmer |
