(Bob DiPiero/Steve Seskin/Mark D. Sanders)
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(Track 1 - Time 3:03)
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Can't concentrate on the preacher preaching
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My attention span done turned off
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I'm honed in on that angel singing
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Up there in the choir loft
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She's got her daddy's money
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Her mama's good looks
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More laughs than a stack of comic books
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A wild imagination
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A college education
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Add it all up it's a deadly combination
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She's a good bass fisher
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A dynamite kisser
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Country as a turnip green
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She's got her daddy's money
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Her mama's good looks
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And look who's lookin' at me
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Her second cousin was my third grade teacher
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I used to cut her grandma's grass
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Back then she was nothin' but knees and elbows
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Golly did she grow up fast
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She's got her daddy's money
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Her mama's good looks
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More laughs than a stack of comic books
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A wild imagination
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A college education
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Add it all up it's a deadly combination
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She's a good bass fisher
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A dynamite kisser
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Country as a turnip green
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She's got her daddy's money
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Her mama's good looks
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And look who's lookin' at me
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Lord if you got any miracles handy
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Maybe you could grant me one
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Just let me walk down the aisle
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And say I do
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To that angel with a choir robe on
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She's got her daddy's money
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Her mama's good looks
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More laughs than a stack of comic books
|
A wild imagination
|
A college education
|
Add it all up it's a deadly combination
|
She's a good bass fisher
|
A dynamite kisser
|
Country as a turnip green
|
She's got her daddy's money
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Her mama's good looks
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And look who's lookin' at me
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She's got her daddy's money
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Her mama's good looks
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And she's lookin' at me
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Daddy's Money
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Ricochet |