I've been lightin' matches in the boiler room,
Wearing sulphur perfume.
(Don't I smell nice?)
You come sniffin' around just like you own the joint,
You know it's rude to point.
(Don't make me tell you twice.)
Well I like the way you walk,
That's why I left my door unlocked.
I must be going off half-cocked. (I sometimes do.)
You think it's funny, but...
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See ya Texan girl !