Lyrics:
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Van Dolly Parton
En Johnny Cash
Ik heb working nite to by
Was welkom op mijn gsm
Ik raak helemaal betoverd
Door dat klikje in
wine
And I saw her in the aisle
Oh my God it's Dolly Parton
Dolly in the isle
Hey maybe I'll say hi
Dolly Paton tried to kiss me
She puckered up walked
When I grow up
I wanna be like Dolly Parton
Hand out books
To the ones they left forgotten
Love for life
No this ain't just talkin'
Yeah I still
Cross my heart and ugly cry
Religiously watch Nine to Five
On my knees I scream her name
Pray for when she saves the day
Dolly Parton, give us money
We
(Dolly Parton)
Walter, Walter Henry
I say Walter Henry Hagan
You done gone and broke my heart
Walter, Walter Henry
You know that I believed you
GOOD UNDERSTANDING
Duet by Dolly Parton and Porter Wagoner
Writer Dolly Parton
Copyright 1970
When we married we agreed that we'd both do as we
(Who runs this?) It's Mr. Worldwide
(Who runs this?) With the one and only
(Who runs this?) Dolly Parton
(Well, hey)
And this is dedicated
on to Dameron Street
Them other cars pulled over like the red sea had parted
It was then I had a vision of Dolly Parton
(Right there, he had a vision of Dolly
watch list
Keep my keys in the car, I'm locked in
I'm living la vida loco, I'm Ricky Martin
I see you, 9 to 5 and you Dolly Parton
I know we all got our
(Dolly Parton)
We might have slept in a rail yard or camped by the river bank
We fed ourselves from the fruit of the land
And quenched our thirst
(Dolly Parton)
My train of thought was broken by a sudden burst of laughter
Something badly needed to brighten up the chores
Seemed old Mrs.
pictures and the cars and the wallets
He wants them big things like them ?Tits? and ?Dolly Partons?
Got mad bodies, ?Roy is hotter than Cochran?
Besides
(Dolly Parton)
He lived by the apple orchard in this little orchard shack
His real name was Jackson Taylor but I called him AppleJack
Now old
boolin, just boolin
And if you get wrong then we get toolin
I ment tooly, I'm in the hooptie
Got yo girl hemmed up by her booty
She a doolie, so i'ma do her
pockets
I want the kid's pictures and the cars and the wallets
He wants them big things like them ?Tits? and ?Dolly Partons?
Got mad bodies, ?Roy is
(Dolly Parton)
The greatest gift, the gift of life
The gift of love divine
God gave us all a special gift
He meant for it to shine
He meant for
like we sellin' books
Dolly Parton style, melons mushed
Now my bitch a dancer, I'm 'bout as sick as cancer
If you could swallow my style, you'd
(Dolly Parton)
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Love can make you feel just like you own the world
Or it can make you wish you've never seen it
(Dolly Parton)
The snow was fallin' swiftly and it mounted on the street
Little footprints in the snow made by our children's feet
As I walked
(Dolly Parton)
When I look at you
I melt like a candle
You light a fire in me
What am I to do
I just hope I can handle
The heat and the smoke
Duet by Dolly Parton and Porter Wagoner
Writer Porter Wagoner
Copyright 1972
[ Both ]
They say the love we steal is a disgrace
That we should be
dolly parton
Yeah, we got it going on, know you've already won
Posing for the cameras and the press?
Hell yes! You're an icon
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Dolly Parton)
Dr. Robert F. Thomas
May his name forever stand
Dr. Robert F. Thomas
Was a mighty, mighty man
And he enriched the lives
(Dolly Parton)
(Snow is falling on the meadow and roses now are out of season.)
I just had to be with you today sweetheart cause today you seem so
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