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There's nothing like a big old lie A good record and a smoke to pass time by Music gets me in the mood It all kicks in and I sit back And think about you Sweetness to me That's all you'll ever be You mean stuff to me I like the way you're wearing your smile And you close your eyes And you leave us for a while Leavings all I ever do I got a good pair of boots And my guitare plays sweet tunes Sing me a song before I go The tours on the road and I won't be home For three months or maybe more I'll rent my room out when I'm gone I'll call and let you know when I'll be hime And where I'm flying in from Get This Ringtone

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