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I got a gal who lives on the wrong side of town I know what I like and man you know I sure know how It's the other side another place I like it there no accounting for taste I can't think of nothing when I'm with her But the rain and the wind and the cemetery dirt Went down to the cemetery looking for love Got there and my baby was buried I had to dig her up Went down to the cemetery looking for love Got there and my baby was buried I had to dig her up 18,000 miles across nowhere land I'm scratching and I'm spitting there ain't nobody listening And things are kind of getting out of hand There's only one point that I'd like to make These kinds of things deteriorate It's the gospel truth man She's embalmed in love juice Went down to the cemetery looking for love Got there and my baby was buried I had to dig her up Went down to the cemetery looking for love Got there and my baby was buried I had to dig her up
