Thank you
Whoa, you're a pretty, pretty decent crowd tonight
Just like home
Yeah
It's just like, just like home
Hang time, baby, go back for the ditch 'Cause you'd rather be lucky
Than be rich Hang time, baby, stay off the track But don't let them
Leave you back Because a dollar is a dollar And the man boss, ah
Sure play rough Whoa, all the way back, baby Tell him enough is
Enough If they should ask you, baby, about my borderline You tell
Them that you're mine And if you seem hard, too hard to see You tell
Them you're satisfied with me Because a dollar is a dollar And the
Boss man, he sure play rough Well, go all the way back, baby Tell him
Enough is enough Oh, please saw honey soakin' wet But that's all
You're gonna get I know how t- hard it can be But you're satisfied
With me Because a dollar is a dollar And the boss man
Boss play rough Whoa, all the way back, baby Tell him enough
Is enough Well, seen honey pie sleepin' in the ditch But
I'd rather be lucky than be rich I don't need not a four
Cornered drool 'Cause I'm satisfied with you Because a dollar
Is a dollar And the downtown boss sure play rough Oh, yeah
Won't you go back, baby Tell him enough is enough Oh, yeah
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