Sally G

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Somewhere to the south of New York City 
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Lies the friendly state of Tennessee 
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Down in Nashville I met a pretty 
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Who made a pretty big fool out of me 

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And they called her Sally, Sally G 
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Why d'you wanna do the things you do to me 
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You're my Sally, Sally G 
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Took the part that was the heart of me 
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Sally G 

The night life took me down to Printers Alley 
Where Sally sang a song behind the bar 
I ran my eyes across her as she sang a tangled mime 
I used to love to hear her sweet guitar 

And they called her Sally, Sally G 
Why d'you wanna do the things you do to me 
You're my Sally, Sally G 
Took the part that was the heart of me, Sally G]

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Me and Sally took up 
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Things began to look up 
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Me and her were going strong 
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Then she started lying 
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I could see our love was dying 
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I heard a voice say, Move along 
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Move along 

Well, now I'm on my own again, I wonder 
If she ever really understood 
I never thought to ask her 
What the letter 'G' stood for 
But I know for sure it wasn't good 

And they called her Sally, Sally G
Why d'you wanna do the things you do to me 
You're my Sally, Sally G 
Took the part that was the heart of me, Sally G 

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