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| | | C | Bm | D | G | Am | D | G | | | | Takin’ my | time | makin’ love to you | | | | |
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| | | G | Am | | | | Yaketty yak, smacketty | smack |
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| | | C | Bm | D | G | | | | I hang on | love | cause I wanted it | |
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| C | D | | Let me light your | fire |
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| G | Am | C | D | | I got to | hop in your | shoe for a | moment or | two |
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Yaketty yak, smacketty smack |
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livin’ the blues for a week or two |
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Yaketty yak, smacketty smack |
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What can I do, am I losing you |
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and let me drive you away for a dollar a day |
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Yaketty yak, smacketty smack |
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Apples and wine well it’s up to you (come on girl) |
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Yaketty yak, smacketty smack |
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Talk old time if want me in to show it (now come on now) |
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’less I’m under, give it to me, sweet Cassandra (I suck it to me) |
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