A B C D E F G H I gotta' gal wears her toenails long.
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Drives a red Barracuda, singin' meat packer songs
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And she ain't from Kalamazoo.
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A B C D E F G H I gotta' friend lived in a Mercedes-Benz.
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Then a 55 Chrysler where the trunk never ends/
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And the plates say Kalamazoo.
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He had a steady job and watched what he spent.
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He'd say I don't believe in payin' no goddamn rent.
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I'll squirrel away every goddamn cent
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and buy my own damn house in Kalamazoo.
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I knew a guy that mangled his hand,
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and he went from pipe fittin' to a hot dog stand.
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They say last year he cleared fifty grand
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selling dogs round Kalamazoo.
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She turned to the world with a bastard child.
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Said, "I just can't handle him he's too damn wild".
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But the years and the liquor have made him mild.
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And he lays around in Kalamazoo.
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