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I know I'll never forget the very last time we met Down by the Hudson at quarter past three You said you wanted to quit, and though I stumbled a bit I'm here to say that you never hurt me Aw, shucks, it was nothin' Aw, shoot, you just bruised me Yes, I'm fine, it amused me Aw, shucks, it was nothin' I tried to love someone new, she looked exactly like you It wasn't hard to get into her head But she just wasn't the same, I slipped and called her your name And when she asked how it was, I just said Aw, shucks, it was nothin' Aw, shoot, you just bruised me I got mine, you amused me Aw, shucks, it was nothin' And then I met you again, I was the coldest of men And you got off on the strength that you'd seen As soon as love had you high, I cut off all your supply And now you ask how could I be so mean Aw, shucks, it was nothin' Aw, shoot, when you bruised me I got by, it amused me Aw, shucks, it was nothin' Aw, shoot, it was nothin' I got mine, it was nothin' Aw, shucks, it was nothin' Aw, shucks, it was nothin' Aw, shucks, it was nothin'
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