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CDEmG
CGuess I should have known
By the Dway your parked your car
SideEmways that it wouldn't last C
See Cyou're the kind of person
Who Dbelieves in making out once
EmLove 'em and leave 'em fastC
CGuess I must be dumb
She had a Dpocket full of horses
EmTrojans, some of them usedC
CBut it was Saturday night
I guess that Dmakes it alright
EmAnd you say, "What have I got to lose?"
And honey I say
LCittle rDed corvGette
Baby you're much too fast
Little red corvette
CYou need a love that's Dgonna last
I Cguess I shoulda closed my Deyes
When you drove me to the Emplace
where your horses run Cfree
C'Cuz I felt a little ill
When I Dsaw all the pictures
Of the Emjockeys that were there before meC
CBelieve it or not I Dstarted to worry
I Emwondered if I had enough clasCs
CBut it was Saturday night,
I guess that Dmakes it all right
And you say, "BEmaby, have you got enough gCas?
"Oh yeah
A Cbody like yours (A body like yours)
ODughta be in jail (Oughta be in jail)
'Cuz it's on the Emverge of bein' obscenCe
('Cuz it's on the verge) (of bein' obscene)
CMove over baby, gDimme the keys
I'm gonna Emtry to tame your
little red Clove machine
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