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Well I met a little gal on a cherry street
she had lots of curves and she looked so neat
I took her in my car and I could not wait
to take that gal on a moonlight date
I thought she was the kind that I'd like to squeeze
she was just a female Hercules.

Well I put my arm around her and I pulled her up tight
she began to scratch and to kick and to bite
she hollered "Now, bud, you better take me home
I'm not the kind of gal that likes to roam"
I thought she was the kind that I'd like to squeeze
she was just a female Hercules.

Well I tore out a runnin' right across a field
kickin' up the dust like an automobile
my shirt tail runnin' up and down my back
every step I took she done and give me a whack
I'm tellin' you boys I was cuttin' the breeze
runnin' from this female Hercules.

Well she threw me on the ground and I heard my knee crack
I twisted my arms like to broke my back
she threw me on the ground like a sack of meal
and then she picked me up by the back of my heel
I'm tell you boys she really gave me a tussle
all of them curves weren't nothin' but muscle .

Well... I woke up the next mornin' in a hospital bed
two black eyes and a knot on my head
teeth were all loose I had a brace on my neck
I felt like I had just been in a wreck
I'm tellin' you boys I was cuttin' the breeze
runnin' from this female Hercules.

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