It was a cold night in a hot town
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When the alderman's wife pulled her shirt down
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She was on to Tommy like a cheap suit
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She thought his hair was cute or something
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It was a cold night in a hot town
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When the alderman's wife let her guard down
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She was so excited she could hardly speak
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The tequila swept her off her feet or something
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There's a million stories in the naked dominion
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Coast to coast
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The real Canadians, the real Canadians
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It was a hot night in a cold town
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When a young accountant let his hair down
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I must admit he was a cute fruit
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But Harley gave him the boot anyway
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There's a million stories in the naked dominion
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Coast to coast
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The real Canadians, the real Canadians
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At a retirement party in a naval town
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A Canadian groupie laid her guns down
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When we asked her if she was really ready
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She said she and Jesus were goin' steady
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There's a million stories in the naked dominion
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Coast to coast
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The real Canadians, the real Canadians, the real Canadians...
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From the Malahat, to Kitimat, to Medicine Hat to Uranium City
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From Thunder Bay, to Saint Jervais,
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all the way to St. Johns, Newfoundland
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The real Canadians...
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Real Canadians
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| Trooper |
