She ain’t a lady, but she’s my baby, she gotta lotta soul I take her out to the local hop, ‘cos she sure digs rock and roll She keeps a’me guessing She’s always messing with guys who’re twice my size To tell you the truth she’s always telling me lies”
A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita, you oughta meet her And I know, yes I know how much I need her, my cheatin’ Rita She’s my sweeeet, neeat a’cheatin’ Rita.
I never take her and I don’t blame her, she really turns me on But I don’t care ‘cos I’m well aware that she don’t know right from wrong Who could be sweeter than cheatin’ Rita, she makes me feel so good And I wouldn’t change one hair on her head if I could
She’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita She’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita, you oughta meet her And I know, yes I know how much I need her, my cheatin’ Rita She’s my sweeeet, neeat a’cheatin’ Rita Oh yes
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A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita A’she’s my sweet, sweet a’cheatin’ Rita, you oughta meet her And I know, yes I know how much I need her, my cheatin’ Rita She’s my sweeeet, neeat a’cheatin’ RitaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
