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A b c d e f g h I gotta' gal wears her toenails long.Drives a red barracuda, singin' meat packer songsAnd she ain't from kalamazoo.A b c d e f g h I gotta' friend lived in a mercedes-benz.Then a 55 chrysler where the trunk never ends/And the plates say kalamazoo.He had a steady job and watched what he spent.He'd say I don't believe in payin' no goddamn rent.I'll squirrel away every goddamn centAnd buy my own damn house in kalamazoo.I knew a guy that mangled his hand,And he went from pipe fittin' to a hot dog stand.They say last year he cleared fifty grandSelling dogs round kalamazoo.She turned to the world with a bastard child.Said, I just can't handle him he's too damn wild.But the years and the liquor have made him mild.And he lays around in kalamazoo.