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Everywhere she goes people turn their heads She's a knockout Everyone wishes she was sleeping in their beds She's a knockout When guys see her comin' they start spending their money She's a knockout But don't you know I'm the only one who can call her honey She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a no She's a knockout She's exotic but not foreign, built like an old Cadillac She's a knockout Once she's left your life, she ain't never comin' back She's a knockout In her black silk stockings and her high-heeled shoes She's a knockout Once she's left your life you'll surely sing the blues She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a no She's a knockout Some friends were tellin' me, just the other day They walk right up to her, they don't know what to say And when she calls me I hear a ring on the telephone I'll be there waiting for her, sitting at home all alone All alone In the nightclubs, baby, when the lights shine down She's a knockout If the feeling ain't right, she don't even come around She's a knockout When she walks down the aisle, ya know her hips begin to sway She's a knockout Come on, little baby, I'll show yo the way She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a no She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a knockout She's a no She's a knockout Hey!
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