| I’m a slow boy, I take it easy
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| I poke around, I’m a little lazy
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| I don’t get loud, I don’t get shook
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| Sit over in the corner and write in my notebook
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| But I get a little excited, I get a little excited
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| I get a little excited when my darling comes around
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| Her shoes are broke, she wears an old dress
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| I don’t know what it is I confess
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| Bags under her eyes, a weary soul
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| When the woman starts laughing I lose control
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| And I get a little excited, I get a little excited
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| I get a little excited when my darling comes around
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| Only thing I wanna see today
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| Is her face six inches away
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| When she ain’t around, there’s a lot amiss
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| When she plants one on me, buddy, that’s a kiss
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| I get a little excited, I get a little excited
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| I get a little excited when my darling comes around
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| I go ah mm ah ha ah, she goes oh mm ah ha ah
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| Well life is work day to day
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| Not one thing is here to stay
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| I like to hide out when I can
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| I’m a Midwest boy, I’m a big dumb man
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| But I get a little excited, I get a little excited
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| I get a little excited when my darling comes around
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| I like her mind, I like her mouth
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| She’s like a sunflower shinin' down South
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| I like her voice, I like her cookin'
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| I stare at her if she is or if she ain’t lookin'
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| And I get a little excited, I get a little excited
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| I get a little excited when my darling comes around
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| I get a little excited, oh I get a little excited
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| I get a little excited when my darling comes around |