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Well, she wants to be a singer in the band
Maybe I'll give the girl a hand and a mircophone looks like she's all alone
She can bring a friend though she's not my kind of friend
She keeps jus' staring me out with her, ole black 'n' blue eyes
And I can take her dancing just to give the girl a chance
And I was never that good at being nice when I should
I guess that she'll forgive me right before she tries to kill me
'Coz I sold her on yesterday's come take me home eyes
And I can take her walzing just so she could kick my head in
Oh I do believe I was drunk and both of my heads had shrunk
I guess her name was Tina 'coz before I'd even seen her
I was lost in her what's your name, just get me fucked eyes
Oh, take me home eyes
And Chelsea says she's got nowhere to go
And if she does she's getting there slow
And I can help her out but I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing when you're dealing with me
Young souled, tiger begging me to bag her
Filthy heart and swollen hips, and she said “Oh my dearest
I'm not pretty, isn't it a pity
That you won't kiss these rotten lips?”
So take me home eyes
Ole black 'n' blue eyes
And Chelsea says she's got nowhere to go
And if she does she's getting there slow
And I can help her out but I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing when you're dealing with me
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