She's Got The Goods

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She blew thru town on the fourth of July
Red, white and blue, guns a blazing
She took no prisoners if you caught her eye
And men just found her amazing
First she gave the teacher private lessons, more than twice
Next she took the preacher on a three day trip to paradise
They tried to hold her, keep her, but they never could
She's got the goods

Men stood in line just to play in her game
To win her love and affection
Some jumped for joy, some went insane
Each time she made a selection
Even Bill the banker who always had a heart like ice
Became a gamblin' fool, then she rolled him like a pair of dice
He tried to hold her, keep her but he never could
She's got the goods

Then she was gone, not a single goodbye
And you could hear men sighing
There was some talk 'bout the FBI
Chasing her down, but they're lying
From Maine to California, Fairbanks to Miami Beach
Everybody wants her, but she's always just out of reach
They'd love to hold her, keep her, if they only could
She's got the goods

Once in a while she will drop 'em a line
Then half the town talks about it
She sends her love, she's doin' fine
They all just smile, they don't doubt it
Hearts start beating faster, dreamin' bout those magic nights
When they flirted with disaster and how she made 'em feel alive
Yes in their dreams they hold her, like they never could
She's got the goods
She blew thru town on the forth of July


Autor(es): John Kay

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