Let me tell you about a friend of mine.
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Her name is Rita Valentine.
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Every summer night you can find her dancin',
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Barefoot under her front porch light.
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All the boys would bring her flowers and wine.
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I'd be singin' when they drove by:
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If you get a hold of Rita,
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Boy you better run for your life.
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She will lead you on one hell of a ride.
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When you need her, she will tell you goodbye.
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You know it's hard to hold on to Rita Valentine.
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Well, I saw Jimmy Ray.
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He just knows the same today.
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He an' Rita, went off someplace together.
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Now she's wearin' a brand new name.
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He says her kiss is sweeter than sugar cane
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If you ask him, he will say:
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If you get a hold of Rita,
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Boy you better run for your life.
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She will lead you on one hell of a ride.
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When you need her, she will tell you goodbye.
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You know it's hard to hold on to Rita Valentine.
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We used to laugh at the games she played.
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But when love becomes lost, your heart pays the cost, anyway.
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If you get a hold of Rita,
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Boy you better run for your life.
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She will lead you on one hell of a ride.
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When you need her, she will tell you goodbye.
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You know, it's hard to hold on to Rita Valentine.
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Let me tell you about a friend of mine.
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Her name is Rita Valentine.
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Rita Valentine
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| Deana Carter |
