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I met a girl in L.A. the million dollar kind
She was all for all or nothing, open all the time
When I called her number
Her mothers on the line sayin
Youve no business as Gods my witness
With a child young as mine
So make sure that shes old enough before you blow your mind
She may look like she knows enough but look her in the eye
And so let her go, youll let her down in style
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I met a girl in Paris she talked like Vera Lynn
And her eyes were full of dew drop
The moment I walked in
She was awfully nice the kind that likes to win
But if Id been wiser, a whole lot wiser
Wiser, might have thought again
So make sure that shes old enough before you blow your mind
She may look like she knows enough but look her in the eye
And so let her go, youll let her down in style
So make sure that shes old enough before you blow your mind
She may look like she knows enough but look her in the eye
And so let her go youll let her down in style
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