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Boys, boys, she never gets tired, she's always hanging around
Boys, boys, She'll never retire, she'll always be the talk of this town
And if these cannibals don't eat her up,
then someone rich is gonna snatch her up
And if she cannot make the clocks rewind,
then she'll have herself another bottle of wine
She said, Boys, boys, you know I'm really wild, I'll drink you under these tables
Girls, girls with your daggers for eyes, looking me down, like Cain looked at Able
And I've always been a street cat
And I know when not to turn my back
From the cities to the small towns
All the same lonely faces come gathering 'round
And she said, Boy, boy. look in my eyes, I'll only do this for you
And oh, boy, I'd even retire, if you'd only take me back to your room
And if you take away the spotlight
I'd trade it in for daylight
And I'd walk with you into the sun
Through those silent fields we both would run away.
Until they said, Boys, boys, she never got tired, look who's hanging around
Oh, boy, I knew she'd never retire, she'll always be, the talk of this same old town
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