| There she takes you home
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| Sweet woman, your heart’s my salt
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| Take a little walk on the wild side of town
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| As she tippies out to jump
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| Woman, sweet love of mine
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| Let’s roll on down that road
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| Let’s roll on with the cure that burns the midnight slow
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Light me up this one
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| Big wheels keep turning round
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| Through a road of parlor window
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| As she comes a little bit closer
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| I can feel the wheels spinning around
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| That old blues record
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| Has us dancing up on the ground
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Woman, your dope is right
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| Let’s roll on through the night
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| Let’s roll on to the cure that burns a midnight hour
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| She’s burning bright like a blue flame
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| Love it when you do your thing
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| Let’s take it easy for a little while
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| Threw away the lock and key
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| As she comes a little bit closer
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| I can feel the wheels spinning around
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| That old blues record has us
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| Dancing all up on the ground
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Woman, your love is right
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| Woman, your love is right |