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Well I've never been full of laughter, but she's had me rolling on the floor. Telling crazy stories about riding her bike into a car door. And fired up like a furnace, yelling 'til she's all red in the face. Knocking people over, and doing it with a sense of grace. And my name might be forgotten, but she'll remember the closest place to grab a drink. And if you don't believe me, just count the bottles in the sink And I'll be waiting 'til the time is right, I'll even stay awake all night, just because she is that Sam Kinison woman.
And I will listen to her cry, gaze into my lazy eyes, can't stop thinking (?) 'bout this Sam Kinison woman. Well I'd pay big bucks to watch her carry a TV up a flight of stairs. (Hey, maybe I shouldn't have said that.) And I wouldn't tell her to "knock it off", if she's playing with what's left of my hair. But just like an epic race/raise(?everyhing grace?) it won't be long until she's gone. Ah, at least I had her when(?) it ain't too bad to fall upon(?). And I'll raise my glass tonight, I'll wipe the tears back(?) from my eyes. Dedicated to that Sam Kinison woman.

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