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The Highballers – She Ain't No Stranger lyrics
How those children make you happy
Lord how they make you smile
You think they've got your good looks, son
Certainly your style
Did you ever stop and wonder?
Did you ever try to figure out
With their curly red hair
And those pale blue eyes
That your wife, she's been stepping out
She ain't no stranger to loving on the side.
A real man's touch
Now it's a carnival, and I'm her favorite ride
Your reflection in the mirror
Shows the truth that can't be missed
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
I recall the first time that I met her
Lord, it was so many years ago
Well she strolled into your courtyard
While I was patching holes on your roof
She brought me lemonade
On a silver tray
Wearing some fancy negligee
She said 'hey there big red
Won't you come on down, son
Because my husband is out of town
She ain't no stranger to loving on the side.
A real man's touch
Now it's a carnival, and I'm her favorite ride
Your reflection in the mirror
Shows the truth that can't be missed
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
Lord how they make you smile
You think they've got your good looks, son
Certainly your style
Did you ever stop and wonder?
Did you ever try to figure out
With their curly red hair
And those pale blue eyes
That your wife, she's been stepping out
She ain't no stranger to loving on the side.
A real man's touch
Now it's a carnival, and I'm her favorite ride
Your reflection in the mirror
Shows the truth that can't be missed
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
I recall the first time that I met her
Lord, it was so many years ago
Well she strolled into your courtyard
While I was patching holes on your roof
She brought me lemonade
On a silver tray
Wearing some fancy negligee
She said 'hey there big red
Won't you come on down, son
Because my husband is out of town
She ain't no stranger to loving on the side.
A real man's touch
Now it's a carnival, and I'm her favorite ride
Your reflection in the mirror
Shows the truth that can't be missed
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
Your wife; My kids
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