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Well, I remember it all very well lookin' back..
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it was the summer that I turned eighteen.
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We lived in a one-room, run down shack on the
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outskirts of New Orleans.
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We didn't have money for food or rent..to say
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the least we was hard-pressed..
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when momma spent every last penny we had to buy
me a dancin' dress.
#2.
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Momma washed and combed and curled my hair..
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then she painted my eyes and lips.
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Then I stepped into the satin dancin' dress..it had
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a split in the side, clean up to my hip.
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It was red, velvet-trimmed and it fit me good.
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And standin' back from the lookin' glass was a woman
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where a half-growed kid had stood.
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