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AWell I swear your Gperfume baby AIs made out of turGnip greens AEvery time I kiss Gyou girl AIt tastes like porGk and beans DEven though you're wearin' those DUp-town high heels AI can tell from your Ggiant step AYou been walkin' through the cotton Gfields EOh! You're Dso Adown Ghome girl.
Every time you monkey child Takes my breath away Well every time you move like that, girl I got to get down and pray Girl you know that dress you're wearin' Is made out of fiberglass Every time you move like that, girl I got to go to Sunday Mass Oh! You're so down home girl I'm gonna take you to the muddy river And push you in So I can watch the water roll on Down your velvet skin I'm gonna take you down to New Orleans Down in Dixie land So I can watch you do the second line With an umbrella in your hand Oh! You're so down home girl (Sounds great with a harp in the key of d or a)