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"I Don't Wanna Go Home with You" CopyrigbtŠ2004, Michael S. Robinson I'd just unloaded my last steer,, so I stopped off for a beer at the corner bar on Morgan Street and Ray. Sidled-up this luscious gal. She said, "I'm lookin' for a pal. Hey, Fella, this is just your lucky day."
She had a face, straight off the cover of a glamour magazine, and some shapely legs, without a doubt, the best I'd ever seen. She had charisma, up the ying-yang, and my mind began to roam, when she said, "I really like you, and I'm gonna take you home. Chorus: But I said... I don't wanna go home with you 'Cause I've got a fine gal, and I've vowed that I'd be true. They say that "Home is where the heart is." Mine can't be at your house too, so I don't wanna go home with you. That didn't slow her down a bit. She said "I don't know how to quit. You're the first man that has ever told me "No." And my ego just can't take it: You are gonna damn sure break it... Now I'm headin' home. Just tell me that you'll go."
I said my gal ain't near as pretty, an' her figure ain't so great, but she's always been there for me, when I've come home kinda late. To a fault, she's sweet an' lovin; I ain't got no need to roam. I don't wanna hurt your feelings, but y' ain't gonna take me home. Chorus: And I said... I don't wanna go home with you 'Cause I've got a fine gal, and I've vowed that I'd be true. They say that "Home is where the heart is." Mine can't be at your house too, so I don't wanna go home with you.
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