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(Harley Allen)
I ain't no silver tongue devil
But I'll do the best I can
To prove that I'm on the level
So don't ask me again
You wanna know how much I love you
You really need to know
It won't be poetic
But you won't forget it
Baby here I go
Like Toby loves that bar
Like Bubba loves Nascar
Like Johnny Cash loved trains
Like Tarzan, he loved Jane
Like mamma loves her soaps
Like Willy loves his dope
Like daddy loves his boots
Girl, that's how I love you
I see that you ain't swooning
I guess that didn't work
Now,I can try some crooning
And unbutton my shirt
Now,I'd write you a love song
But I don't rhyme so hot
I guess I ain't no poet
At least now you know it
This is all I got
Like Toby loves that bar
Like Bubba loves Nascar
Like Johnny Cash loved trains
Like Tarzan, he loved Jane
Like mamma loves her soaps
Like Willy loves his dope
Like daddy loves his boots
Girl, that's how I love you
Like Toby loves that bar
Like Bubba loves Nascar
Like Johnny Cash loved trains
Like Tarzan, he loved Jane
Like mamma loves her soaps
Like Willy loves his dope
Like daddy loves his boots
Girl, that's how I love you
Like daddy loves his boots
Girl, that's how I love you
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