Somebody must be praying for me

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Girl at the bottle return- grooming was all wrong/ fact she was a scrock.
I was going around giving her a wide berth. Worse came to worst- the short shrift.
She called over to me said the machine was full and that the cans wouldn't go.
She sounded just like Bridget Bardot, and I told her so. And she smiled.
Now I love her, she loves me. We're gonna raise a fam-o-lee.

Somebody must be praying for me. 'Cause nothin' I do is working out
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the way I plan.

And I'm raptured. Up past twin peaks, tower of Babel, Jacob's ladder, Occam's razor, duelling banjos, all that crap.

Somebody must be praying etc. (X times)

Here's something I saw Bo Diddly do. (Ryth. stable)

Somebody must be praying for me etc.