| Dizzie Miss Daisy, your telephone is ringin'
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| No one can ever catch you home
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| You’re probably in the back
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| Bakin' up your bread
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| You spend too many nights alone
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| Dizzie Miss Daisy, the queen of Austin-Tracy
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| Just west of Fountain Run
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| Don’t lock yourself away from me
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| Come on, Miss Daisy, let’s have some fun
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| Dizzy Miss Daisy, you’re the cream of the crop
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| I’d love to do the milkin' for you
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| You got me hittin' my thumb with the hammer at night
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| And in the day, I do the same thing too
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| Dizzy Miss Daisy, you know you drive me crazy
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| You got me goin' out of my mind
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| I wish I could turn back the hands of time
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| And help you find the love you — you left behind
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| Wet ourselves down with the water hose
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| Run through the garden where the rhubarb grows
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| I loved you then — and I always will
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| Only Miss Daisy knows — just how I feel
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| Dizzy Miss Daisy, now can’t you hear me knock?
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| I’ve come to fix the bird in your coo-coo clock
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| Dizzy Miss Daisy, like a child to me
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| You don’t know what to do with the garden, see?
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| Dizzie Miss Daisy, the queen of Austin-Tracy
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| Just west of Fountain Run
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| I wish I could turn back the hands of time
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| And help you find the love you — you left behind |