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Run here pretty mama Get down on your daddy's knee I want to tell everybody How you've been sending me Well if that's your secret You better keep it to yourself 'Cause if you tell me I might tell somebody else I ain't never loved And I hope I never will 'Cause a lovin' proposition Gonna get somebody killed If you could take me pretty mama Jump me in your big brass bed I want you to, you can rock me baby Till my face turns cherry red, cherry red You got red, red big legs That you build up from the ground She's a tailor-made woman Ain't none of those hand-me-downs
I said bye, bye-bye baby Bye-bye, baby, bye Bye-bye baby Good bye-bye, bye-bye
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