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Walks in the park, on a sunny afternoon.
That's all my baby needs, to keep her home,
Keep her home and on time,
And that's All I Need.


When my jeans, get torn
Working in the fields that patch gets sown
And that's all I need.
When my teeth grow long,
Waiting with the sheers,
My baby is always prone
To give me what I need.

Well my baby knows, the girls out here give me no peace.
Knows me as a fighting man and a gambler but not a cheat.
I'll be across the land and catch that eastbound breeze,
Well its my baby, she's home, cooking up cinnamon, rice, and peas.
That's just about what need,
All I Need.


When my jeans, get torn
Working in the fields that patch gets sown
And that's all I need.
When my teeth grow long,
Waiting with the sheers,
My baby is always prone
To give me what I need.

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