One-two, one-two-three-four
Hey pretty baby, I been waiting on you
To dance in the kitchen like we used to do
Since you've been gone it's been hard to find
Another gal as sweet and kind
Well this 1200-mile space between
New York City and New Orleans
Just like the in-between you and me
Shivers and shakes as I live and breathe
As I live and breathe
Well if you wanna love me baby
Then I wish you would
Cause I woke up feeling like damaged goods
And I learned to live with the consequence
Of hanging my heart on your barbed-wire fence
Why don't you take out your fiddle?
Rosin up your bow
Play that little love song we used to know?
I'll sing the high
Sugar, you sing the low
Take me in your arms and rock me slow
Well if you wanna take me baby
Come and go with me
The world is out there for us to see
But if you look inside
And I think you'll find
My heart was in your pocket, honey all the time
Honey, all the time
Well, if you wanna love me baby
Then I wish you would
Because I woke up feeling like damaged goods
And I learned to live with the consequence
Of hanging my heart on your barbed-wire fence
Well come on honey
Let's stitch it up tight
Be my husband, let me be your wife
We'll be together every day and night
We'll have our miserable life
If you wanna love me baby
Then I wish you would
Because I woke up feeling like damaged goods
And I learned to live with the consequence
Of hanging my heart on your barbed-wire fence
If you wanna love me baby
Then I wish you would
Because I woke up feeling like damaged goods
And I learned to live with the consequence
Of hanging my heart on your barbed-wire fence


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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