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God's been very good to me
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where it counts as you can see.
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Life is short but I am long
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in matters of love, I can't be wrong.
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You're my little chestnut mare,
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making every stallion stare.
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Pretty pony, be my bride.
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I'll take you for a righteous ride,
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cause I'm . . .
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Chorus: Hung like a horse, a hey hey.
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Hung like a horse, a hey hey.
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Hung like a horse, a hey hey.
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Hung like a horse, a hey hey.
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I got style and I got grace.
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I win every stepplechase.
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It don't take much to spur me on.
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I'm slicker than a Lippanzon.
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I'll love you til the rooster crows.
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I'll love you til the cow's come home.
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I'll love you morning, noon, and night.
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Come on over, I won't bite.
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(Chorus x 2)
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Hung Like a Horse
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