Put on your old black dress
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And grab your dancing shoes.
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Head out to the old bar Rose
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and we'll dance away our blues.
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Spent all week waiting
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Now my mind's on you.
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Hold my loving arms, my loving arms are for you.
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I'm so tired of the nine to five weighing down on my soul
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Let's get out all of this uptown life and head out on the country road.
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Forget about all the things that we can't make right
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Put on a little Emmyloo, and we'll dance into the night.
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Singing, hold my loving arms, my loving arms are for you.
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Hold my loving arms, my loving arms are for you.
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All we need is time, honey.
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All we need is time.
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Sit on the front porch, kick off your shoes.
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We don't need nowhere to go, we don't need a tune.
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In a world that gets lost in making plans,
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just be my woman, yeah, and I will be your man.
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All we need is time.
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All we need is time.
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Hold my loving arms, my loving arms are for you.
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Hold my loving arms, my loving arms are for you.
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Singing, hold my loving arms, my loving arms are for you.
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Hold my loving arms, my loving arms are for you.
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Put on your old black dress
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And grab your dancing shoes.
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Head out to the old bar Rose
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and we'll dance away our blues
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Dancing Shoes
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| Green River Ordinance |
