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Sittin' thinkin' sinkin' drinkin' Wond'ring what I'll do when I'm through tonight Smokin' mopin' maybe just hopin' Some little girl will pass on by To wanna be alone But I love my girl at home I remember what she said She said My! My! My! Don't tell lies! Keep fidelity in your head! My! My! My! Don't tell lies! When you've done your show go to bed Don't say Hi! like a spider to a fly Jump right ahead and you're dead! Sit up fed up low down go round Down to the bar at the place I'm at Sittin' drinkin' superficially thinkin' About the rins'd out blonde on my left Then I said Hi! like a spider to a fly Remeb'ring what my little girl said She was coming flirty She looked about thirty I would have run away, but I was on my own She told me later she's a machine operator She said she liked the way I held the microphone I said My! My! My! like a spider to a fly Jump right ahead in my web! From Letras Mania