[Chorus]
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I got a gal, wears her toenails long
Drives a red Barracuda, singin' meat packer songs
And she ain't from Kalamazoo

[Chorus]
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I got a friend, lived in a Mercedes-Benz
Then a '55 Chrysler where the trunk never ends
And the plates say Kalamazoo

[Verse 1]
He had a steady job and watched what he spent
He'd say, "I don't believe in payin' no goddamn rent
I squirreled away every goddamn cent
To buy my own damn house in Kalamazoo!"

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 2]
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 grand
Selling dogs round Kalamazoo
[Verse 3]
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 Kalamazoo

[Outro]
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I got a gal that's named from Kalamazoo