My friend finally made a record and took to the road and played guitar
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He met this girl from Pennsylvania stuck by his side in love and war
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Fearful and fussy, but so faithful, poor and devoted, real and true
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She's not the type to be forsaken and I see much of her in you
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While on a gig up in Toronto during a pause between his show
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He met this foxy German stallion who understood him head to toe
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She played it smart and learned his weakness and made him confess and yield into
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Her lustful whims became his fancy and I would fear the same from you
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Then in the swank suburbs of Houston off in a mansion built of stone
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Escorted by this wealthy widow into her lounge and left alone
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Her maid announced that she was waiting for him to come and rendezvous
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Where he bestowed a long relation one like I hope to have with you
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Then on the sands right off the ocean just as the sun sank in the sea
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So did my buddy slow and easy into a freak of fancy-free
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It was a group in automation getting together two by two
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Where people live and love one another, people who live like me and you
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Then on the beach in warm Miami there was a teacher far from school
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Taught him the way to please a woman, made him concede the Golden Rule
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He learned to do it unto others as he used to just have them do
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So they began to come together as I will try to do with you
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And there was one who was a virgin, never been touched by anyone
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She was as pure as any angel, in fact she's called to be a nun
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But it was all because my buddy just couldn't spoil a girl so true
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And so he left her as he found her, like I may have to do with you
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The girl he's got now, he's never left her, she was the first I thought he'd shun
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Until I saw my buddy's eyes, when she came forth and bore his son
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Since then he's known no other woman, I think his ramblin' days are through
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They built a home up in the country, a life I'd love to build with you
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Although you've never known my buddy and I am sure he don't know you
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But you know the life he's living and all of the changes he's been through
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Sweetheart, I'm talking about my buddy 'cause I don't want to wind up blue
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I could be happy with you only 'cause I see all of them in you
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Talking About My Buddy
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Chuck Berry |