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Theres nothing like a big old lie
A good record and a smoke to pass time by
Music gets me in the mood
It all kicks in and I sit back
And think about you
Sweetness to me
Thats all youll ever be
You mean stuff to me
I like the way youre wearing your smile
And you close your eyes
And you leave us for a while
But leavings all I ever do
I got a good pair of boots
And my guitar plays sweet tunes
Sweetness to me
Thats all youll ever be
You mean stuff to me
Sing me a song before I go
The tours on the road and I wont be home
For three months or maybe more
Rent my room out when Im gone
Ill call and let you know when Ill be home
And where Im flying in from
Sweetness to me
Thats all youll ever be
You mean stuff to me
Sweetness to me
Its all youre ever gonna be
You mean stuff to me