Yeah.
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If you could read my mind, you might slap my face.
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If you could see inside my heart, you'd see it's in the right place.
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See, it's like bunnies in a Bramble, or honey bees in a hive.
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Whenever I'm beside you, that's my paradise.
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Might be a twisted way of sayin', I ain't proud, an' no offence,
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But I been thinkin' 'bout you, baby, in the future tense.
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We'll take it slower than a broke-knee'd turtle.
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Yeah, we'll get tighter than your grandma's girdle.
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Oh, I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong.
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If you're feelin' what I'm singin', baby: sing along.
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Ain't no moonshine maker, ain't no man of the cloth.
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Ain't no kangaroo lawyer, but I will get you off.
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'Cause anything worth doin's worth doin' again,
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An' again, an' again, an' when,
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We're dancin' slower than a broke-knee'd turtle.
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Gettin' tighter than your grandma's girdle.
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Oh, I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong.
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If you're feelin' what I'm singin', baby: yeah, sing along.
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Yeah.
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I want you, I need you, an' I'll never do you wrong.
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If you're diggin' what I'm singin', baby: just jump on in an' sing along.
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Slower than a broke-knee'd turtle.
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Tighter than your grandma's girdle.
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Don't say a word:
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Mmm sing like a bird.
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Don't say a word:
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Yeah, sing like a bird.
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Slower than a broke-knee'd.
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Tighter than your grandma's.
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Yeah.
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To Fade.
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Sing Along
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| Rodney Atkins |
