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In the age of early Internet She never really has to wait for nothin' Always making time for making money Through the lobby with a busy body And you seen her on the escalator And you seen her with the lady fingers And you seen her and love to hate her And you seen her in the city Paper Spillin the blood Spillin the beans All over Dallas Senora Borealis In the eye of the beholder You can take it for a walk You can whip it on your shoulder You can whip it on the cops You can fake it til your older You can tie it up in knots Over shoulder with a boulder holder You can whip it on the cops Spillin the blood Spillin the beans All over Dallas Senora Borealis Too hot to trot In Camelot And the beat don't stop In Camelot I heard it happened down on regal Rowe I think I heard it down on harry Hines I might have heard it on the radio I heard you had a pic of her behind I think I heard it out of her behind the place By the place behind the by the way she said She didn't look By the look of it she guilty but she innocent She didn't even mean it But we all know that she really should remember it Spillin the blood Spillin the beans All over Dallas Senora Borealis
Writer(s): Ryan Michael Lindsey, Nathan Price, Benjamin Eugene King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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