While I Got It On My Mind

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Layin round home, with the ballgame on 
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feeling fairly fine 
 
Blackberry Jam is cookin in the pan 
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and the jam and the cook are mine 
                                     
I like my honey from the hives of home 
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and berrys from my own vine 
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I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind 
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My dog is a sleep at my bare feet 
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it's a good day for layin around 
           
Just her and me on a saturdee 
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Everybodys gone to town 
       
We've been workin hard and she gets tired 
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That puts me in a bind 
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Cause' I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind 
 
   
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Then she looks at me and I can see 
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That old familar look 
                       
And the jam is sweet as she lowers the heat 
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To give it time to cook 
    
Then I lock the door and across the floor 
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To my queen of womankind 
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yeah I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind 
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Now boys dont you be ramblin' free 
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And leavin your girls to cry 
 
Cause the nights are cold and there aint no gold  
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That'll ever satisfy 
     
And there aint no joy that'll come to you boys 
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Like the kind I know that's mine 
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Then I go right on in there and love her 
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while i got it on my mind 
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I like to get my lovin', while i got it on my mind