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When I'm ten minutes late, rushin' like a hurricane through the house Might leave the iron plugged in, but I got the sure-fires ironed out Can't fit 'em all in my pocket, but I got a little list of go-tos And that's Jesus, Jones, Mama, my phone, keys, wallet, and you Boy, you know I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached Got a couple screws loose Be up a creek if I ever forget what keeps the ground Underneath my two boots I'd be out of luck, lost if I ever up and lose Yeah, Jesus, Jones, Mama, my phone, keys, wallet, and you I reach for 'em in the mornin', at night I'm gettin' better sleep When you're layin' in my bed and the rest are all there at arm's length If it all went to hell, Lord knows what the hell I'd ever do Without Jesus, Jones, Mama, my phone, keys, wallet, and you Boy, you know I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached Got a couple screws loose Be up a creek if I ever forget what keeps the ground Underneath my two boots I'd be out of luck, lost if I ever up and lose Yeah, Jesus, Jones, Mama, my phone, keys, wallet, and you Ooh Ooh
Boy, you know I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached Got a couple screws loose Be up a creek if I ever forget what keeps the ground Underneath my two boots I'd be out of luck, lost if I ever up and lose Yeah, Jesus, Jones, Mama, my phone, keys, wallet, and you Jesus, Jones, Mama, my phone, keys, wallet, and you
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