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LYRICS My little girl Won’t you come with me Come with me And tell me Is there something to do I’m going crazy with boredom Come with me Tell me Grey sky over a black town I can feel depression All around You’ve got your leather boots on I can’t stand another drink It’s surprising this town Doesn’t sink You’ve got your leather boots on Your pretty dress is oil stained From working too hard For too little You’ve got your leather boots on You’re feeling the boredom too I’d gladly go with you I’d put your leather boots on I’d put your pretty dress up |
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