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Benjy Davis
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Hey Pretty mama i can smell the gumbo sweetest taste of honeysuckle on my lips Good god almighty i can hear the trombone every heart oughta beat to a rhythm like this
Girl you as pretty as a sunday morning standing on a corner at corondale whatcha say we make our way up to bourbon couple hurricanes and a hand grenade and get blown away let the chips fall where they may And its all the same whatcha said won't turn the blame
Hey Pretty mama i can smell the gumbo sweetest taste of honeysuckle on my lips Good god almighty i can hear the trombone every heart oughta beat to a rhythm like this come a little closer honey let me hold you nothing tastes better than a bourbon kiss you can be the flower on my magnolia every heart oughta beat to a rhythm like this
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Don't worry 'bout the heat our police on horses beads raining down from the balcony hazy from the rum and dizzy from the dances spilling our drinks in the middle of the street we got bills and hell to pay playing on getting there today just watch and say madam broke upon a train
Hey Pretty mama i can smell the gumbo Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com sweetest taste of honeysuckle on my lips Good god almighty i can hear the trombone every heart oughta beat to a rhythm like this come a little closer honey let me hold you nothing tastes better than a bourbon kiss you can be the flower on my magnolia every heart oughta beat to a rhythm like this
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I'd be your debt to men if you will be my queen (I'd be your debt to men if you will be my queen) And we'll get away with everything (And we'll get away with everything) prettiest girl i've ever seen (prettiest girl i've ever seen) You don't even know my name
Hey Pretty mama i can smell the gumbo sweetest taste of honeysuckle on my lips Good god almighty i can hear the trombone every heart oughta beat to a rhythm like this come a little closer honey let me hold you nothing tastes better than a bourbon kiss you can be the flower on my magnolia every heart oughta beat to a rhythm like this like this yeaah like this like this (Music Fades)
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