(Mickie Grant)
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Now I've got a guy and his name is Dooley
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He's my guy and I love him truly
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He's not good lookin', heaven knows
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But I'm wild about his crazy clothes
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He wears tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
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Tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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And a big Panama with a purple hat band
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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
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He takes me deep-sea fishing in a submarine
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We got to drive-in movies in a limousine
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He's got a whirly-birdy and a 12-foot yacht
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Ah, but thats-a not all he's got
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He's got tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
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Tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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And a big Panama with a purple hat band
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Now Dooley had a feelin' we were goin' to war
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So he went out and enlisted in a fightin' corps
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But he landed in the brig for raisin' such a storm
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When they tried to put 'em in a uniform
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He wanted tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
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He wanted tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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And a big Panama with a purple hat band
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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
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Now one day Dooley started feelin' sick
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And he decided that he better make his will out quick
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He said
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"Just before the angels come to carry me
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I want it down in writin' how to bury me."
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A'wearin tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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A polka dot vest and man, oh, man
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Give me tan shoes with pink shoelaces
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And a big Panama with a purple hat band
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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
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Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
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And a big Panama with a purple hat band!!
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Pink Shoe Laces
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| Dodie Stevens |
