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The Rikters - Number 3 lyrics
Well I'm in love With a woman named Suzanna with a hamburger in hand and a fountain drink When she walked in I was fumblin' with my name tag If she looks up from her handbag what will she think? [chorus] And she said to me, "I'll have the number 3." When she walked out I was cursed to think about her but the more I tried to doubt her the more I'd think, Well who am I? I'm just a guy behind the counter and I know nothing about her but food and drink If I could take her home I'd show her all my songs How to impress her with this apron on? I bet she's got a guy to buy her pretty things All I can give her is some chicken wings [chorus] I think I'm dumb This happens two or three times a week Maybe my heart has a slow leak and the pressure's high But I could swear For as long as I remember or maybe it was September I've lived this lie [chorus] Well all them pretty girls They have their way with me And it's been like this since I turned 13 They always want the guys who drive the fancy cars So I can't get 'em on my handlebars [chorus] |
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