Deep down in Mississippi
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I found my sweet delta blues
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She weaved a little southern spell on me
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Made a little voodoo
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She was born the bright side of midnight
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When her mama was seventeen
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She was a hot blooded - god fearin' - gospel girl
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The finest that I ever seen
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She's black coffee - little bit 'o cream
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Sweet brown sugar - my midnight dream
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Black pearl - my kinda girl
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Just the kind of thing to rock my world
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Black pearl - she's my kinda girl
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Met her in a dixie diner
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Put on the southern hospitality
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I can still smell her sweet molasses
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Running all over me
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We started rollin' like the river
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Like a twister tearin' through the town
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Tongue tied - satisfied - 'n southern fried
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As she drove this ol' dixie down
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She's black coffee - little bit 'o cream
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Sweet brown sugar - my midnight dream
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Black pearl - my kinda girl
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Just the kind of thing to rock my world
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Black pearl - she's my kinda girl
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Yeah she's alright - yeah she's ok
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Makin' love night - she really made my day
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Black Pearl
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| Bryan Adams |
