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(bob dipiero/john scott sherrill/dennis robbins)
I may not have a whole lot of money
But I got enough girl for you and me
I’m takin’ off won’t you come with me honey
Gonna take you all the way to paris, tennessee
I wanna show you the riviera
Got good tires and a good cb
Put on some lipstick your mascara
’cause we’re goin’ all the way to paris, tennessee
Baby I adore you
And don’t say I’ve never done nothin’ for you
Girl, that just ain’t true
Here we go....
Baby I adore you
And don’t say I’ve never done nothin’ for you
Girl, that just ain’t true
We might not see no eiffel tower
But I got a cousin that I want you to meet
He can pick the wildwood flower
Better’n anybody down in paris, tennessee
We’re goin’ all the way to paris, tennessee
Ooooh, la-la, baby
Vous le vous
Barbecue
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