fred lane – get outta my gal lyrics
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i thought you were a real good sport
i thought you were my pal
don’t ask why, but by the by;
get outta my gal
hey, isn’t that my blue suede suit
lyin’ on the floor next to you?
i loaned you my money & my whiskey, too
but when you borrowed my car
i think you drove it too far
so be a real abe, hey, whaddya say?
back it outta that babe…
you shoudn’t oughta done that
it’s not according to hoyle
at least please say, “excuse me”
when you check my best gal’s oil
it’s a beautiful world
full of millions of girls
so please be kind, back outta mine
get it outta my gal
wouldja-couldja-wouldja-couldja
wouldja-couldja-wouldja-couldja
pretty please, get outta my gal
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