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Lyrics for 'Westby' by 'Kathleen Edwards'
Got Your Little Secret No I Will Not Tell
You're Trying To Sober Up In The Highway Motel
And My Hands Are Covered With Your Smell
You Begged Me To Stay And Sing You A Song
I Dance Dirty For You Cuz It Turns You On
And I'm A Little Bleeder With White Pants On
And If You Weren't So Old I'd Probably Keep You
If You Weren't So Old I'd Tell My Friends
But I Don't Think Your Wife Would Like My Friends
I've Got A Hit For Everyday Of The Week
I Gave You Something Of Mine That Was So Sweet
That I've Been Holding On To Since I Was Sixteen
You Call Me Danny And I Call You Mable
You Passed Out So I Flicked Through Cable
And I Stole Your Gold Watch Off The Bed-side Table
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