"Here she is, direct from the convent, Miss Dixie Leonard."
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I was alone on a shelf
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in a world by myself.
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Oh, where could my Prince Charming be?
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But a man came along,
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made my life like a song,
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and taught me these words of ecstasy,
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tenderly.
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I want some huggin' and some squeezin'
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and some muggin' and some teasin'
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and some stuff like that there.
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I want some pettin' and some spoonin'
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and some happy honeymoonin'
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and some stuff like that there.
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I used to think that love
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was just a lot o' rubbish;
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a mess o' cabbage, a mess o' cabbage.
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But now my attitude
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is wholly lovey dovish,
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and baby, you, you've done it!
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I want some kissin' and some hopin'
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and some missin' and some mopin'
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and some stuff like that there.
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I want some leapin' and some chasin'
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and some weepin' and some pacin'
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and some stuff like that there.
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And when I get a certain feelin' I confess it.
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There's really only one expression to express it.
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I want some huggin' and some squeezin'
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and some muggin' and some teasin'
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and some leapin' and some chasin'
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and some weepin' and some pacin'
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and some stuff,
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I want some stuff like that there.
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I used to think romance was bunk,
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a double mickey for the ickey.
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But all at once my heart was sunk,
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and baby, you, you done it!
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I want some kissin' and some hopin'
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and some missin' and some mopin'
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and some stuff like that there.
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I want some leapin' and some chasin'
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and some weepin' and some pacin'
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and some stuff like that there.
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And when I get a certain feelin' I confess it.
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There's really only one expression to express it.
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I want some huggin', squeezin',
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muggin', teasin' and some stuff,
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stuff like that there!
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Oooooooooh!
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Stuff Like That There
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| Bette Midler |
