I've got a long black six passenger limousine
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A palace in Dallas a club in New Orleans
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Diamonds on my fingers silk imported clothes
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And I can tell a fast train by the way she blows
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So don't give me no plastic saddle lemme feel that leather when I ride
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Don't give me no paint and powder honey lemme see the hide
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False eyelashes and a false foundation may help to build your pride
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But don't give me no plastic saddle lemme feel that leather when I ride
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[ guitar ]
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Well I'm the cream of societies a man about town
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Never looked for nothing that I ain't found
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Some say I ain't right but they can't prove I'm wrong
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I know the words to the tune before you sang your song
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So don't give me no plastic saddle...
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Don't give me no plastic saddle lemme feel that leather when I ride
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Don't give me no plastic saddle lemme feel that leather when I ride
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Plastic Saddle
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| Nat Stuckey |
