| Last night all alone in a barroom
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| Met a girl with a drink in her hand.
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| She had ruby red lips, coal black hair
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| And eyes that would tempt any man.
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| Then she came and sat down at my table,
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| And as she placed her soft hands in mine,
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| I found myself wanting to kiss her
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| For temptation was flowing like wine.
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| And I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride.
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| Almost persuaded to push my conscience aside.
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| Then we danced and she whispered, «I need you!»
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| «Take me away from here and be my man.»
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| Then I looked into her eyes and I saw it:
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| The reflection of my wedding band.
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| And I was almost persuaded to let strange lips lead me On.
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| Almost persuaded but your sweet love made me stop and
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| Go home.
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| Last night all alone in a barroom
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| Met a guy with a drink in his hand.
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| He had bay blue eyes, coal black hair
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| And a smile that a girl understands.
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| Then he came and sat down at my table,
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| And as he placed his hands over mine,
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| I found my self wanting to kiss him
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| For temptation was flowing like wine.
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| And I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride.
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| Almost persuaded to push my conscience aside.
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| Then we danced and he whispered, «I need you!»
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| «Let me take you away and be your man.»
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| Then I looked into his eyes and I saw it:
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| The reflection of my wedding band.
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| And I was almost persuaded to let strange lips lead me On.
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| Almost persuaded but your sweet love made me stop and
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| Go home. |