I met a girl with a black cigar, and a salt lick in her hand,
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She settled down into a quiet room, and she started to strike up the band
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She had a time gettin' down to work, with a salt lick in her hand
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She ran right in and jumped into my lap, with a salt lick in her hand
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She let me know what was on her mind, she said I want to play with your band
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I took her home and she blew my mind, and now I'm with her all the time
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And so it's been for many days and nights, as I sit and wonder where she's been
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The girl I knew with the black cigar, she bring the salt lick here again
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She walked out on me yeah the other day, and I haven't seen her 'round 'til then
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