Golfers

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White knuckled Flex fit fists Archway backs Swingin' Real gold watch Play pearl sundogs Glare my eyes Ripping out the hairs on my wrist Golfers Golfers, I think I love you Oh, I do Oh, I think I love you Massaged backs Khaki slacks Pale underneath the tan Golfers Golfers, I think I love you It's true, it's true Oh, I do Oh, I do
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