Well I've got a gal down in Tuscaloosa
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Sugar Lee is her name
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Ain't good lookin' and she's mean as thunder
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But I love her just the same
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I love her just the same, boys, I love her just the same
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She likes to rock, and she likes to roll
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And sometimes she gets out of hand
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But every night when I come home
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She knows I'm her lovin' man
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Still her lovin' man, boys, still her lovin' man
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Well I told her Mama, and I told her Daddy
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There ain't nothin' you can say
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Sugar Lee is gonna be this poor boy's prize someday
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One these days boys, one of these days
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Well you can have all your sweet Susanna's
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And your big time bar room Queens
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Ain't never been a woman, boys, like my Sugar Lee
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Like my Sugar Lee, boys, like my Sugar Lee
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Well I've got a gal down in Tuscaloosa
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Sugar Lee is her name
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Ain't good lookin' and she's mean as thunder
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But I love her just the same
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I love her just the same, boys, I love her just the same
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I love her just the same, boys, I love her just the same
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Sugar Lee
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Stuart Marty |