Alabama - Cross Canadian Ragweed

She picked up the telephone

All she heard was dial tone

She really thought she heard it ring this time

She said what am I thinking I must be only dreaming

Or maybe it’s the hundred times he’s crossed my mind

Just tonight

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She said maybe I miss your lovin'

Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit

Maybe I miss your body lyin' right next to mine

Maybe I miss your touch a little too much

Tossing and turning her skins still burning

From the fire in his hands

Runnin' on empty she needs somebody

But somebody wouldn’t understand

Then the telephone rings

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They talked about Savannah

Sweet home Alabama

And how he missed the way she always smiled

Are you coming back soon

By the Harvest moon

If I have to walk every mile on my knees

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