Well, we were lovin' and a-huggin' and a-kissin' and a-squeezin'
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on a Friday an' Saturday night
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Just a-dancin' and a-prancin' and a lotta romancin' and
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boy, did it sure feel right
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But now we're cussin' and a-fussin' and we can't win nuthin'
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ev'ry Friday an' Saturday night
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Now there's no more dancin' for this king of romancin'
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'cause it looks like I've lost the fight
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Just a little more lovin' and no more cussin'
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would make me feel alright
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How 'bout some lovin' and a-huggin and a little bit of rubbin'
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on this cold and lonely night
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Because I'm lonesome and I'm jonesing for a little bit of lovin'
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and baby, I'm just your type
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Now there's no more dancin' for this king of romancin'
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and it looks like I've lost the fight
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Well now my sweet little baby done got plum crazy
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and she's lookin' to start a fight
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And she's a-cussin' and a-fussin', talkin' 'bout her cousin
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walkin' around with a forty-five
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And she's a tough one and a fun one who can sure give a good one
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if you ever get to spend the night
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She's a sexy honey-baby that's just plum crazy
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with them wild and crazy eyes
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Well, we were lovin' and a-huggin' and a-kissin' and a-squeezin'
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on a Friday an' Saturday night
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Just a-dancin' and a-prancin' and a lotta romancin' and
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boy, did it sure feel right
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But now we're cussin' and a-fussin' and we can't win nuthin'
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ev'ry Friday an' Saturday night
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Now there's no more dancin' for this king of romancin'
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and it looks like I've lost the fight
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Lovin' & Huggin'
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| Hank Williams III |
