I get up on Sunday about 8:15

just to get the paper that i never read

cause i know she'll be there barely in a robe

sittin' on her front porch paintin' on her toes

her husbsands always on the road



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Hey mrs steven rudy you dont know what you do to me,

every night, i dream one day of bein' with you

hey mrs steven rudy, your the neighborhood of beauty

but that wedding rings as ugly as your husband is to you



Aww mrs rudy

sometimes mrs rudy calls cryin' late at night

cause her and mr ugly have had another fight

we talk a while, i hear her smile,then she says thank you

i tell her that she's welcom, like any friend would do

i only wish she knew



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imagination

infatuation

im what she deserves

i wonder if she thinks about me the way i think about her



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