Lyrics

Well I think I see an angel
Lord I swear it's true
She's walkin' in the Green T Bar on a summer afternoon
Her eyes recall the laughter I had in better times and her body sort of borders on divine

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Ain't she straight from heaven and
Ain't she a Work Of Art?
I just can't turn away though I know she'd tear my fragile world apart

Hey look she's sittin' on that bar stool
How lucky could you be?
I'll bet that stool is sayin' "thanks so much for pickin' me"
Her legs go on forever until the end of time and who can take their eyes of that behind?

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Oh but Honey there's a limit
I'm feelin' too much pain
Please don't dance in front of me I couldn't stand the strain
Just walk toward the doorway and let me see you go
Oh...one more thing could you kinda walk real slow?

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