Text: Steve Miller Band. Sailor. Dime-a-dance Romance.

Maybe she's just another sweet thingJust a lookin' to go for a rideLookin' to see what it's all aboutBefore she can be satisfied
Or maybe she's cool and still goin' to schoolAnd out lookin' for a manTo write a book or make her cookOr hold her dishpan hands
She could a duchess or even a dameOr a lady from over the hillYes, come on honey what's the name of your thrillWe'll try to shake itCome on baby, let's find that old hillWe're bound to make itMood's high and I'm dryCome on
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Queen of Spades that ain't been playedSo she knows she's well endowed{??} witch with a nervous twitchAnd the nature of a clown{??} certified {??}Answer to a sailor's dream{??} to make things what they seem

Oh you dreamer, sweet redeemerTake me for what you willYeah, come on honey what's the name of your thrillWe're gonna shake itCome on baby, let's find that hillWe're bound to make itMood's high and I'm dryCome on, come on
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