.I reckon itâs time to leave the city
To leave this life of luxury
My wellâs dried up, Iâm full of pity
This dusty trailâs the life of me
But Iâm wondering, you gonna be my girl?
You gotta be my Yeah Mama
You could be my Yeah Mama
Come and be my Yeah.
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