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Take a walk down memory lane with me. Past a watermelon stand on the way. Thinking I had everything we'd need on. Martha's Foolish Ginger You were late, how could I forget. What you said the part
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Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
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Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
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Yes, I'm sittin' here thinkin'. Thinkin' about Miss Martha King. Well, I'm sitin' here thinkin'. Thinkin' about Miss Martha King I'm in love with that woman. I ain't afraid to call her name Lord
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Verse 1. When she was a little girl. You'll never want to know. The places she liked. The things she enjoyed. Verse 2. Never ask the girl what she liked. About her childhood. You'll never know. What s
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'). Jackie wilson-shangra-las-young rascals. (they were rockin'). Spotlight on martha reeves. Let's don't forget james brown. Rockin' in the U. S. A. Rockin' in the U. S. A. Hey!. . Chorus. R. O
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Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
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Martha, she listens for the ticking of my footsteps, patiently. She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood-swept, pleasantly She does as she pleases, she listens for me Martha, she calls to me
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Got your hand up all in my shirt. And you know that it hurts. Ball and chain, my ball and chain. Crossing the street you look so fine. Making up everything that's in my mind. Ball and chain, ball
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night. Nobody would ever say a word not even durin' Martha White. And I was awful young back then but still I knew just why. That John closed the shop the whole day. When we heard that Hank had died
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. Lost, even, at Martha's Vineyard, again
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her. I'm just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller. sleep one place, tell the pilot keep the engine. runnin then I wake up in Martha's Vineyard. St. Bart's this year, I think I'm gon' spend
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