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Big city mama

I don’t want to be lonely, don’t want to be lonely

I’m begging you on my knees Lord

Big city mama you sure one fixed me right

I’m the type of guy who’s eyes go wandering round

Looking at all them honey’s please Lord

Big city mama you sure done fixed me right

If you want to be my girl I wouldn’t need to drink

To be on top of the world, sweet mama come do me right

I run around run around all over town

When the Devil starts calling me, it sure is hard for a sinning man

I’m begging you on my knees Lord help cleaning me up

Before she leaves my ass

If you want to be my girl, I wouldn’t need to drink

To be on top of the world, sweet mama come do me right

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